this was in august in the city of zaphorizhiya.says christina, who was 21. 20 minutes later, both were dead. they were having a rest at a playground around the corner when a russian rocket slammed to earth. christina's mother, helen, doesn't know how to live without her. translation: ., ., �* live without her. translation: ., ~ ., ., translation: you don't know what lans to translation: you don't know what plans to make _ translation: you don't know what plans to make for— translation: you don't know what plans to make for tomorrow. - plans to make for tomorrow. sometimes you are able to smile, but then you remember that she cannot smile any more. i can't explain it. it's as if you have died, but can still speak. svetla na's fa m ily svetlana's family inhabit their universe of grief. her father and mother and 12—year—old sister, sasha. i live in my own world, she says. ifeel safer now. because i feel that svetla na says. ifeel safer now. because i feel that svetlana is always with me. herfathertells feel that svetlana is always wit

international correspondent 0rla guerin tells the story of two young women who were killed last summer in zaphorizhiyahose who died defending ukraine. grigori comes to show his wife some of his fallen comrades. there are many. "he was a poet," he tells her. "and he was a banker." "the country has lost all these people," he says, "they were the best of ukraine, the bravest, "maybe the most heroic." singing and ukraine has lost voices of the future, like kristina and svitlana. this was in august in the city of zaporizhzhia. "our last song will be for her son," says kristina, who was 21. singing 20 minutes later, both were dead. singing they were having a rest at a playground around the corner when a russian rocket slammed to earth. kristina's mother, halyna spitsyna, doesn't know how to live without her. translation: you don't know what plans - to make for tomorrow. sometimes you are able to smile. but then you remember that she can't smile anymore. i can't explain it. it's as if you have died, but can still speak. svitlana's family inhabit their own universe of grief. father yurii siemieikin, mother an

correspondent 0rla guerin tells the story of two young women — both civilians — killed last summer in zaphorizhiya goes to those who died defending ukraine. grigori comes to show his wife some of his fallen comrades. there are many. "he was a poet," he tells her. "and he was a banker." "the country has lost all these people," he says, "they were the best of ukraine, the bravest, maybe the most heroic." and ukraine has lost voices of the future, like kristina and svitlana. this was in august in the city of zaporizhzhia. "our last song will be for her son," says kristina, who was 21. 20 minutes later, both were dead. they were having a rest at a playground around the corner when a russian rocket slammed to earth. kristina's mother, halyna spitsyna, doesn't know how to live without her. translation: you don't know i what plans to make for tomorrow. sometimes you are able to smile. but then you remember that she can't smile any more. i can't explain it. it's as if you have died, but can still speak. svitlana's family inhabit their own universe of grief. father yurii siemieikin, mother anna and 12—year