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זאָג ניט קײנמאָל

Hirsh Glik / הירש גליק
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La versione inglese di Aaron Kremer (piuttosto libera e cantabile)....
NEVER SAY THAT YOU HAVE REACHED THE VERY END

Never say that you have reached the very end,
Though leaden skies a bitter future may portend;
And the hour for which we've yearned will yet arrive,
And our marching step will thunder: we survive!
And the hour for which we've yearned will yet arrive,
And our marching step will thunder: we survive!

From green palm trees to the land of distant snow,
We are here with our sorrow, our woe,
And wherever our blood was shed in pain,
Our fighting spirits now will resurrect again.
And wherever our blood was shed in pain,
Our fighting spirits now will resurrect again.

The golden rays of morning sun will dry our tears,
Dispelling bitter agony of yesteryears,
But if the sun and dawn with us will be delayed,
Then let this song ring out to you the call, instead.
But if the sun and dawn with us will be delayed,
Then let this song ring out to you the call, instead.

Not lead, but blood inscribed this mighty song we sing,
It's not a caroling of birds upon the wing,
But a people midst the crashing fires of hell
Sang this song with guns in hands, until it fell.
But a people midst the crashing fires of hell
Sang this song with guns in hands, until it fell.
NEVER SAY

Never say that there is only death for you,
Though leaden skies may be concealing days of blue,
Because the hour we have hungered for near;
Beneath our tread the earth shall tremble -- we are here!
Because the hour we have hungered for near;
Beneath our tread the earth shall tremble -- we are here!

From land of palm tree to the far-off land of snow,
We shall be coming with our torment and our woe;
And everywhere our blood has sunk into the earth,
Shall our bravery, our vigor blossom forth.
And everywhere our blood has sunk into the earth,
Shall our bravery, our vigor blossom forth.

We'll have the morning sun to set our day aglow,
And all our yesterdays shall vanish with the foe;
And if the time is long before the sun appears,
Then let this song go like a signal through the years.
And if the time is long before the sun appears,
Then let this song go like a signal through the years.

This song was written with blood and not with lead;
It's not a song that summer birds sing overhead;
It was a people among toppling barricades,
That sang this song of ours with pistols and grenades.
It was a people among toppling barricades,
That sang this song of ours with pistols and grenades.

Never say that there is only death for you,
Though leaden skies may be concealing days of blue,
Because the hour we have hungered for is near;
Beneath our tread the earth shall tremble, -- we are here!
Because the hour we have hungered for is near;
Beneath our tread the earth shall tremble, -- we are here!



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