Today is Yom Hashoah. May we remember the martyrs of the Holocaust.
The Partisan's Song (We Are Here)
Zog nit keynmol
(The Partisans Song)
Zog nit keyn mol az du
geyst dem letstn veg,
Khotsh himlen blayene
farshteln bloye teg.
Kumen vet nokh undzer
oysgebenkte sho—
S’vet a poyk ton undzer
trot=mir zaynen do!
Fun grinem palmenland biz
vaysn land fun shney,
Mir kumen on mit
undzer payn,
mit undzer vey,
Un vu gefaln s’iz a shprits
fun undzer blut,
Shprotsn vet dort undzer
gvure, undzer mut.
English Translation:
Never say that you are
going your last way,
Though lead-filled
skies above
blot out the
blue of day.
The hour for which we
long will
certainly appear,
The earth shall
thunder 'neath
our tread that we
are here!
From lands of green
palm trees
to lands all white
with snow,
We are coming with
our pain and
with our woe,
and where'er a
spurt of our
blood did drop,
Our courage will
again sprout
from that spot.
For us the morning
sun will
radiate the day,
And the enemy and
past will
fade away,
But should the dawn
delay or
sunrise wait too long,
Then let all future
generations
sing this song.
This song was
written with
our blood and not
with lead,
This is no song of free
birds flying overhead,
But a people amid
crumbling
walls did stand,
They stood and sang
this song
with rifles held in hand.