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Płyną okręty
04:35
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The Ships Are Sailing
by Władysław Szlengel (1912-1943)
The ships are sailing through the barrens
Throughout the oceans and the seas
The ships are sailing days and nights
The ships are sailing loaded with refugees
Sailing and sailing here and there
Knocking to every port and gate
But the world is locked and bolted
Cause everywhere they go they read: NO PLACES LEFT
So they stay on those ships
To wander around the ocean depths
Not corsairs, nor pirates,
not heroes, nor ramblers
people with no tomorrow, souls of no one
people spat out of the man all those for
whom there are no places left
The ships are sailing, ships are sailing
Through the azures, through the whirls
The ship is a coffin, not a boat
Azure is black ink
So they sail into this endless cruise
and on the gates the sign says: no places left
The globe is spinning around
Rich in wonders and resources
Suddenly it stops - is it the weight?
Please step off – no places left
translated by Marta Ziegler
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Polskie kolonie
01:51
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Polish Colonies
by Tadeusz Hollender (1910-1943)
It's obvious - we're strong and young Fertile land, enough horses and arms The only thing harms us – we have no colonies!
The others have the Guyanas, the Indias, the Abyssinias bananas, farms in Patagonia. Polesie and Jews in Charbin - are not colonies!
It's obvious - we're strong and young Who needs the negros! The workers' hands in Sosnowiec and Łódź – the Polish colony – will do the same work
Poland! Oh, you great and happy country The island of Beck, on the depths of the Pacific… Already they’re singing in Mokotów About a Polish colony!
translated by Marta Ziegler
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Łowy
04:18
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The Hunt
by Zuzanna Ginczanka (1917-1945)
Into the thickets of the past, into the distant times
Into the menacing, winding forests and woods
With their hands woven into harnesses and manes
Hunters in black their horses ride
Oh, the beautiful hunt! Oh, the proud hunt!
In the alcove’s clandestine history
With nostrils inflated and bent backs
With lips pursed and focused sight
They run like the wind in a black gallop
Following the faintest of traces, the feeblest of tracks
What kind of zeal makes their sight so clear?
What do they look for? What kind of beast?
What impulse stretches their chests
Worthy of a knight, worthy of a man
The hunters ride into a distant time
Where tracks’ve overgrown and traces have darkened
In the thickets of the past, like an ant, working hard
They search for the granny, for Jewish gram!
The Jewish granny of their neighbor,
Their sworn enemy, their good fellow
And when they sniff her out like a hind
They blow their trumpets, horns and play!
Tense nerves, fierce sight
He’s the hunter, the blue-eyed, blonde
translated by Marta Ziegler
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Milczę
02:34
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I'm silent
by Józef Wittlin (1896-1976)
About everything that’s going on right now…
About the poverty of the country, and the fate of the peasant
About the poverty of the city, and the unemployment
About pitting people against each other
About the children in Madrid’s mortuaries
About the mercy of bombs and mustard gas
About all the murders I am seeing,
When the bombs are flying and capitals are burning!
About the hunger of the hungry, fullness of the full
About everyone defeated in the unjust war
About tons of blood bled out in vain.
About everything that’s happening right now.
About all the armed cowards,
About Poland after the Marshal’s death
About beating up the helpless and the weak
About wars that have already broken out
About wars that will break out tomorrow
The soul silently screams
When the bombs are flying and capitals are burning!
About the hunger of the hungry, fullness of the full
About everyone defeated in the unjust war
About tons of blood bled out in vain.
About everything that’s happening right now – I’m silent!
translated by Marta Ziegler
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Praczki
05:22
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The Laundresses
by Zuzanna Ginczanka (1917-1945)
Lala-la, lala-la
Buzzes, buzzes the white foam
Carefully, cautiously,
The laundresses wash the thin white
Trying not to tear the lace
And save up for the bombs
Trying not to rip the flounces
And to build a tank – a tankie
Trying not to destroy the brassiere
To buy a lot of battleshipsies
Clang! Bang! Snip! Snap!
Here, a new fragrant gas grows
Snip! Snap! Thump! Bump!
New, shiny Krupp tanks
A new missile, a fashionable mine,
A new, slim submarine
A new kind of glass candle
Laced, flounced
Lala-la, lala-la
Buzzes, buzzes the black foam
It’s not a laundryroom, not a washtub
(I know, because I’m looking into time and far away)
Those are the infernal, devilish tubs
If I were to be honest-
Clang! Bang! Buzzes, splashes –
Black oil, greasy tar
Blood cooling, thick swarms
Death in trenches, fields and ditches -
Clang! Bang! Buzzes, splashes
Above the tar – crackling sulfur
Demons herd each other to work
Lala-la, Lala-la
And in a soft voice are singing
Lala-la, Lala-la
The laundresses with hair like linen
translated by Marta Ziegler
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