We snatched you from the claws of death...

We snatched you from the claws of death...
From the cursed disease
they couldn't save it.
Quietly, in a whisper, tenderly praying,
I turn to the Gods timidly...

May the earth rest softly on you,
May heaven embrace you.
People! It's like an insult.
Didn’t burn your soul,
Don't resort to curses!!!

I will ask the same question,
Which torments and gnaws at me:
But why us???
And why you???
Tell me! Who can answer?

February 9th will be 17 years old,
how we lost our dear and beloved
we are a man, a husband, a father and a grandfather Tolya Umarov

Mila Umarova's wife,
daughter Ella with her husband and grandchildren -
Sharon, David, Stephen, Babichka
We remember, we love, we mourn!