Complainte du partisan
Anna MarlyLa versione cantata da Joan Baez dall'album "Come From The Shadows".... | |
SONG OF THE FRENCH PARTISAN No one asks me where I'm going No one asks me what I'm doing; Comarades, you who know Oh, you must keep my secret. I have changed my name so often, And I've lost my wife and children but I have many friends; For all France is with me An old woman gave us shelter, Kept us hidden in the garret, Then the Germans came; She died without a whisper. There were three of us this morning I'm the only one this evening but I wander 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 we'll come from the shadow. | THE PARTISAN They poured across the borders We were cautioned to surrender This I could not do Into the hills I vanished No one ever asks me Who I am or where I'm going But those of you who know You cover up my footprints I have changed my name so often I have 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 a garrett And then the soldiers came She died without a whisper There were three of us this morning And I'm the only one this ev'ning Still I must go on Frontiers are my prison Oh the winds, the winds are blowing Thru the graves the winds are blowing Freedom soon will come! Then we'll come from the shadow. 'Aνεμοι άνεμοι σφυρίζουν στους τάφους άνεμοι σφυρίζουν έρχεται η λευτεριά κι εμείς μαζί απ' τα σκοτάδια * |
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