Antifašizam na način Leonarda Cohena Song of the French Partisan When they poured across the border I was cautioned to surrender, this I could not do; I took my gun and vanished. I have changed my name so often, Ive lost my wife and children but I have many friends, and some of them are with me. An old woman gave us shelter, kept us hidden in the garret, then the soldiers came; she died without a whisper. There were three of us this morning Im the only one this evening but I must go on; the frontiers are my prison. Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing, through the graves the wind is blowing, freedom soon will come; then well come from the shadows. Les Allemands etaient chez moi, ils me dirent, Signe toi, mais je nai pas peur; jai repris mon arme. Jai change cent fois de nom, jai perdu femme et enfants mais jai tant damis; jai la France entie`re. Un vieil homme dans un grenier pour la nuit nous a cache, les Allemands lont pris; il est mort sans surprise. Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing, through the graves the wind is blowing, freedom soon will come; then well come from the shadows.
Posted on: Sun, 22 Jun 2014 20:52:51 +0000
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