[Verse 1] Load the angiogram, slice by slice we're spinning, Type two truncus, twin pulmonary roots beginning, Watch the spiral course, how the branches twist and lean, Rotate the render till the vessel's fully clean. Mark the ostium, measure the take-off angle, Every millimeter matters when the conduit starts to dangle. [Chorus] Trace it, cut it, turn it, check it — коло shows the way, Спіраль веде судину, don't let the branch decay. Ostium excised, orient the graft, тримай, Разом ми вчимось — this is the truncus way. [Verse 2] Printed model on the table, resin warm from the press, Practice ostial excision, trim the button, nothing less, Turn the distal graft until the flow lines all agree, Anastomosis oriented — no kink, no twist, no plea. Feel the needle bite the wall, count your stitches nice and true, The silicone won't forgive you, so the living heart won't too. [Chorus] Trace it, cut it, turn it, check it — коло shows the way, Спіраль веде судину, don't let the branch decay. Ostium excised, orient the graft, тримай, Разом ми вчимось — this is the truncus way. [Verse 3] Roll the footage, case reviews, type two repairs in view, Debate the conduit's rotation — clockwise or the counter crew, Anterior, posterior, which orientation wins the day, Watch the valve sit level while the branches find their way. Freeze the frame on tension points, argue what the surgeon chose, The orientation whispers where the future stenosis grows. [Bridge] Simulated morbidity, mortality room, Early branch stenosis creeping back to loom. Reimplantation tension, angle drawn too tight, Дивись уважно — catch it before the flight. Was it the suture line, or the twist we let it keep, Every case a lesson that we carry into sleep. [Chorus] Trace it, cut it, turn it, check it — коло shows the way, Спіраль веде судину, don't let the branch decay. Ostium excised, orient the graft, тримай, Разом ми вчимось — this is the truncus way. [Verse 4] Now the fellows gather round the second printed heart, Swap the scalpel hand to hand, each one plays their part, Measure twice, cut once, let the calipers decide, Where the ostium sits best along the conduit's side. Someone whispers, "watch the angle, watch the branch don't strain," Lessons from the workshop echo, sinking into every vein. We build the muscle memory, the eye that learns to trust, The spiral of the vessel, and the reasons that we must Rotate with purpose, never guess, never rush the graft, Because a steady hand today becomes tomorrow's craft. [Outro] Спіраль, судина, серце — practice makes us sure, Trace it, cut it, turn it, check it, till the fix is pure. Одна судина, два шляхи — hold the angle, hold the line, Type two truncus, we've got this, workshop after workshop, fine. [Chorus] Trace it, cut it, turn it, check it — коло shows the way, Спіраль веде судину, don't let the branch decay. Ostium excised, orient the graft, тримай, Разом ми вчимось — this is the truncus way.
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