HOLODOMOR 

Lyrics on a Poem by Mariana Nolasco

 

Close your mouth,

My sweet child 

You are hungry,  

And I can tell. 

 

But today,  there is no food

And I can just feel it, 

There will not be 

For another long while. 

 

I'll sing a while, if that helps a little 

Sit down still. Right  here,  beside me. 

Forget the hunger, sleep peacefully 

Dream that you are in a feast.  

 

So much food, and lovely music

Run to speak to the General. 

Tell him,  back home the children are begging 

For just one bite 

 

Of the plainest bread

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A Song for Barytone and Symphonic Orchestra

dedicated to Mr V. Yankovsky