What kind of war is this, how to stop it, I appeal to all the saints, God help me, brother has been going for a long time against brother, our people are one, we are killing today, our hands are all in blood I want to say the words forgive those who have always been a brother, who scored goals together back in the eighties, when people were not divided into colors, stripes, when there was a single meaning, a single stalin, now the devastation of the old people beaten by Bandera and the occupiers are all for peace, who do I believe right now? to whom the brother was shouted in the face, now the enemies of life, one pointed a machine gun, the other threw it off, the countries ready in umat all will not divide the land, and women and children, Alea of angels, and Bucha, Belgorod broken have always been considered extreme, who will say sorry later? For a mortar sortie, When there is a war on the faith of Orthodox brothers, There is no worse sin in your family to fight, and when each blood brother takes an axe, this infernal battle the devil is pleased again, Ukraine, Belarus, and Russia itself they were brothers for a century, they beat enemies by force, now history is forgotten, like that of the powers