Russian → English transcript

The thoughts, the realization that this is already a real war, that this is not just some game but real, well, combat action, you could say.

What is this? What is this?

This is oil. Here, this is what we had when the barrel exploded, it is left over, and now it can end up on cars, well, it can be everywhere like this.

Breathe. We are still breathing it in.

Our nerves are shot, we do not sleep, it is one in the morning, we sit and wait for guests. That is how we live.

There is nothing good.

The way we stand in the stairwells when the bombing is going on, that is not a life at all.

So we are not lucky. People once envied us for living by the sea, now no one envies us.

So this right now is exactly the site of a local disaster, right?

We are driving by, here is the black road, there is a wild stench here.

I keep the car air conditioner on recirculation so that none of it gets in here.

And as you can see, everything there is covered in oil.

Just everything. Just everything.

You cannot even walk there, the whole road, your feet stick.

Your feet stick.

And people are working there now.

Our beach here is probably no better than in Anapa.

If you used to go to the beach, go.

Go to the beach, it is interesting there.

They are not letting people in now, the police have cordoned off the beach there.

Yes, it is nice there.

Women go there to clean up, with fuel oil.

There is nothing good. In short, the environment is damaged.

All right.

What will happen next?

Well, you can hear yourselves that the air smells of gasoline and oil products.

And it smells very strong.

So. There is nothing good, in short.

If there were any chance to leave, we would leave.

Without even looking back.

That is very hurtful.

Why are our children not being protected?

On top of there being no peace.

They have no sky over their heads, their childhood.

We had a peaceful one, and they do not have that.

I am just in shock, because you sit at home,

you hear them flying past the house.

We all sit in the hallway until three in the morning

and hear them flying and hitting their destination.

Look, it is scary.

And when right under your nose they burn one after another,

they explode and hit the same spot.

It is horrific.

It is shameful.

Shameful what?

That we are treated this way.