Welcome to the Forum from the BBC World Service.
I'm Bridget Kendall.
At the beginning of the 20th century, Janka Kupala,
a poet from Belarus, wrote these lines.
In bright sunshine you go forward as a flower of fire.
Gently sowing golden dreams.
You fear no neighbor,
Though great be his wrath.
You fear no path,
However thorny it is.
Arise from the depths,
People of falcons born,
Fly over your parents' crosses, Their misfortunes.
My young Belarus,
take your place of honor among nations.
When Kupala wrote this poem called Young Belarus in the early 1910s,
his country was part of the Russian Empire.
At that time,
Belarus was rarely in the international news a somewhat forgotten part of Eastern Europe.
But fast forward a century or so and the anti-government protests of 2020,