Music: Dmitri Shostakovich
Lyrics: Yevgeny Yevtushenko
There stand no memorials above Babiy Yar.
The steep ravine is like a coarse tombstone.
I'm frightened, I feel as old today
as the Jewish race itself.
I feel now that I am a Jew.
Here I wander through ancient Egypt.
And here I hang on the cross and die,
an