"Borscht" is an acoustic guitar and violin driven hymn for the people of Ukraine and condemnation of Putin's illegal and appalling war waged upon them. Taking for its metaphor the national dish of beetroot soup, it is a prayer for peace; for the days it can be eaten by a whole world at peace.

Lyrics

Borscht

Beetroot soup
Dumpling stew
Is all I knew
Hitherto

Now geography
To the east of me
Is taught me by the TV

Refugees amass on the borders
Atrocities by executive order, implore:

Go to war!
Go to war!
Go to war!

Few weeks ago, workers
Today we are soldier boys!

The opera house in Odessa is temporarily shut
We took the songs outside, and there we dance

So…bring your bombs
And your arms
And do you worst
But on the streets tonight
We still eat borscht

Scroll the page
Click the bait
False flags and
Deep fakes

Review the news
Choose your truth
Sometimes the truth chooses you

Folk with placards amass in the town squares
Through megaphones, protestors chant:

No to war!
No to war!
No to war!
No to war!

Today it is your turn
Tomorrow, it will be us

The opera house in Odessa is temporarily shut
We took the songs outside, and there we dance

So bring your bombs
And your arms
And do you worst
But in our homes and our hearts
We still eat borscht

This is madness
This is madness
Makes no sense

This is madness
This is madness
Where will it end?

The opera house in Odessa is temporarily shut
We took the songs outside, and there we dance

So…bring your bombs
And your arms
And do you worst
But know tonight
The whole world eats borscht

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