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 garret And then the soldiers came She died without a whisper There were three of us this morning And I'm the only one this evening Still I must go on The frontiers are my prison Oh, the winds, the winds are blowing Through the graves the winds are blowing Freedom soon will come! Then we'll come from the shadows (greek) Anemoi ánemoi sfyrízoun Stous táfous ánemoi sfyrízoun Érhetai i lefteriá Ki eméis mazí ap' ta skotádia