Here is Al Stewart performing a capsule summary in music of the Eastern Front in WWII as seen through the eyes of a young Soviet soldier:
There are many contemporary photographs that I've never seen. Some of them are overwhelming, but they are all expertly mixed with the music.
Note that at the end of the song, in a cruel irony, he is transshipped to Siberia, his "reward" for four years at the front, only because he had been captured and let go by the Nazis. That was Stalin's doing, who in his paranoia saw enemies everywhere, and especially among released POWs.