One can bear anything – the plague, hunger, misery, and death.
But one cannot bear the German.
We cannot bear these fish-eyed oafs, snorting contemptuously at everything Russian.
We cannot live as long as these grey-green slugs are alive.
Today there are no books.
Today there are no stars in the sky.
Today there is only one thought –
Kill the Germans.
Kill them all and dig them into the earth.
Then we can go to sleep.
Then we can think again of life, and books, and girls, and happiness.
We shall kill them all, but we must do it quickly –
Or they will desecrate the whole of Russia and execute millions more people.