A housekeeper and gardener of Kyiv
Every second remembering her holiday last year at Tel-aviv
Still feeling food aroma of Cafe David & Habib
Now could not find a place to escape early death in Kyiv
Many stories are written in war
Takes decades to become folklore
Thousands still to account for
No one can calculate the emotional damage to pay for
Natalia at 18 gave her heart to her schoolmate
Whom everyone in class used to hate
It started with marriage rather than with a date
Their love was first-rate
Hired a house on the outskirt of city
As the view was pretty
Natalia also got two sleepy kitty
To these two she looked with pity
Then she conceived a child
For no reason, Russian autocrat grew wild
Her husband was down with a fever little mild
But to save the city he left his wife and unborn child
Natalia had to leave her house and garden
Under the care of a drunken warden
Invaders captured her husband and shot him in the head with no pardon
Oh God why you asked her to carry such a heavy burden
Nataila went to catch a train
Which was cancelled due to heavy snow and rain
Feeling pain which will burst her body and brain
Cruel destiny put a homely tender woman under such a strain
Lucky to escape the war city at last
All alone and except memory nothing to accompany from past
Reached to London, a city so vast
She doesn’t understand a word from the daily BBC war broadcast
Why she was born and for what reason
To Natalia God committed very high treason
Oh my \'Natalia\' how will you last, cruel summer of this season
There are only tears for you lifelong , with no dry season