In the wordless war.
In the wordless world.
My land is alive on my toes.
In the wordless war.
In the wordless world.
My land is kicking on my toes.
In the wordless war.
In the wordless world.
My land is dancing on my toes.
In the wordless war.
In the wordless world.
My land is keeping on my toes.
In the wordless war.
In the wordless world.
My land is standing on my toes.
In the wordless war.
In the wordless world.
My land is tiptop on my toes.
*Because it was my great pleasure to watch the incredible performances (the opening one was, of course, ‘Gopak’!) on 23 July 2022 by the dancers of the Kyiv Ballet company, you know, the Taras Shevchenko National Academic Theatre of Opera and Ballet, which is regarded as one of the oldest musical theatres in all Ukraine.
So I wrote this poem.
**My friend shows you this poem also on the Ukrainian website for their children and others!
Please join them!
***Now you can also hear my voice, singing this poem here.