The personal drowns in statistics,
Assembled from particles it becomes the people’s,
Compatriots are praised or trampled in critique —
They take me for evil or for good.

I will confirm or deny,
I will change the stereotypes,
Rise with my chest or throw myself into flight —
I will show my country as she truly is.

They read books about us,
Heard the Kremlin’s propaganda
And at last they recognized:
Ukraine — is me.