endure, some decisions, they live without heating, without electricity, but they hold on, this is azov-steeler dies, may the people keep its memory, they erected such an obelisk, the memory of our guys, such a nightmare happened here, such an ominous place, i still pray to god. i ask for help for our guys, let them win, let them win, i understand that, probably, it was not in vain, that mariupol is being restored, people are returning, people are returning to peaceful life, they live, children are born, well, and we we live with you under a peaceful sky, probably, if... our boys, our guys, did not stand up for defense, we probably would not be talking calmly now, everything that nature gives us is not accidental, so let us bow to the ground to her, in her there is a beautiful thoughtful mystery, elevating us, her children, and why? where are you in such a hurry, animals, scattering along secret paths, you are running, people, apparently not believing, i understand, there is a reason not to believe them, you are running from winchesters, traps, good people, since when have you turned unkind g