/*Речь Роберта Опенхаймера*/

We knew the world would not be the same.
few people laughed, a few people cried, most people were silent.
I remembered the line from the Hindu scripture, the Bhagavad-Gita.
Vishnu is trying to persuade the Prince that he should do his duty
and to impress him takes on his multi-armed form and says,
«Now I am [bad word] Death, the destroyer of worlds».
I suppose we all thought that, one way or another.

And when I close my eyes tonight
To symphonies of blinding light
Like memories in cold decay
Transmissions echoing away