{"id":2085,"date":"2020-08-04T12:14:00","date_gmt":"2020-08-04T12:14:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/giuvlipen.com\/?p=2085"},"modified":"2025-08-05T19:23:18","modified_gmt":"2025-08-05T17:23:18","slug":"lacrimi-de-sange","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/giuvlipen.com\/en\/lacrimi-de-sange\/","title":{"rendered":"Tears of Blood. (How we suffered under the German soldiers in Voly\u0148 from 1943 to 1944)"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Tears of Blood. (How we suffered under the German soldiers in Voly\u0148 from 1943 to 1944) <\/h2>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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by Bronislawa Wajs Papusza
<\/b>Translated to Romanian by Mihai Luk\u00e1cs
\nTranslated from Polish by Yala Korwin<\/i><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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In the woods. No water, no fire \u2014 great hunger.
\nWhere could the children sleep? No tent.
\nWe could not light the fire at night.
\nBy day, the smoke would alert the Germans.
\nHow to live with children in the cold of winter?
\nAll are barefoot\u2026
\nWhen they wanted to murder us,
\nfirst they forced us to hard labor.
\nA German came to see us.
\n\u2014 I have bad news for you.
\nThey want to kill you tonight.
\nDon\u2019t tell anybody.
\nI too am a dark Gypsy,
\nof your blood \u2014 a true one.
\nGod help you
\nin the black forest\u2026
\nHaving said these words,
\nhe embraced us all\u2026
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For two three days no food.
\nAll go to sleep hungry.
\nUnable to sleep,
\nthey stare at the stars\u2026
\nGod, how beautiful it is to live!
\nThe Germans will not let us\u2026
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Ah, you, my little star!
\nAt dawn you are large!
\nBlind the Germans!
\nConfuse them,
\nlead them astray,
\nso the Jewish and Gypsy child can live!
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When big winter comes,
\nwhat will the Gypsy woman with a small child do?
\nWhere will she find clothing?
\nEverything is turning to rags.
\nOne wants to die.
\nNo one knows, only the sky,
\nonly the river hears our lament.
\nWhose eyes saw us as enemies?
\nWhose mouth cursed us?
\nDo not hear them, God.
\nHear us!
\nA cold night came,
\nThe old Gypsy women sang
\nA Gypsy fairy tale:
\nGolden winter will come,
\nsnow, like little stars,
\nwill cover the earth, the hands.
\nThe black eyes will freeze,
\nthe hearts will die.
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So much snow fell,
\nit covered the road.
\nOne could only see the Milky Way in the sky.
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On such night of frost
\na little daughter dies,
\nand in four days
\nmothers bury in the snow
\nfour little sons.
\nSun, without you,
\nsee how a little Gypsy is dying from cold
\nin the big forest.
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Once, at home, the moon stood in the window,
\ndidn\u2019t let me sleep. Someone looked inside.
\nI asked \u2014 who is there?
\n\u2014 Open the door, my dark Gypsy.
\nI saw a beautiful young Jewish girl,
\nshivering from cold,
\nasking for food.
\nYou poor thing, my little one.
\nI gave her bread, whatever I had, a shirt.
\nWe both forgot that not far away
\nwere the police.
\nBut they didn\u2019t come that night.
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All the birds
\nare praying for our children,
\nso the evil people, vipers, will not kill them.
\nAh, fate!
\nMy unlucky luck!
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Snow fell as thick as leaves,
\nbarred our way,
\nsuch heavy snow, it buried the cartwheels.
\nOne had to trample a track,
\npush the carts behind the horses.
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How many miseries and hungers!
\nHow many sorrows and roads!
\nHow many sharp stones pierced our feet!
\nHow many bullets flew by our ears!
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\u00cen p\u0103dure. Nici ap\u0103, nici foc \u2013 foame mare.
\nUnde pot dormi copiii? Nici un cort.
\nNu putem aprinde focul noaptea.
\n\u00cen timpul zilei, fumul \u00eei alarmeaz\u0103 pe nem\u021bi.
\nCum s\u0103 tr\u0103ie\u0219ti cu copii \u00een frigul iernii?
\nTo\u021bi descul\u021bi…
\nC\u00e2nd au vrut s\u0103 ne omoare,
\nPrima data ne-au obligat s\u0103 muncim din greu.
\nUn neam\u021b a venit s\u0103 ne vad\u0103.
\n– Am ve\u0219ti proaste pentru voi.
\nVor s\u0103 v\u0103 omoare desear\u0103.
\nNu spune\u021bi la nimeni.
\n\u0218i eu sunt un rom negru,
\nDe-un s\u00e2nge cu voi \u2013 unul adev\u0103rat.
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