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