Zog nit keyn mol az du geyst dem letstn veg
Khotsh himeln blayene farshtein bloye teg.
Kumen vet nokh unzer oysgebenkte sho
Es vert a poyk ton undzer trit - mir zeynen do!
Never once say you walk upon your final way
though skies of steel obscure the blue of day.
Our long awaited hour will draw near
and our footsteps will thunder - We are Here!
Vun grinem palmenland biz vaysn land fun shney
Mir kumen on mit undzer payn, mit undzer vey
Un vu gefallen es iz a shprits fun unzer blut
Shprotsn vet dort undzer gvure, undzer mut.
From a land of green palms to a white land of snow
We march on with our pain and with our woe;
And there where a spray fell of our blood
there our strength and courage yet will bud
Es vert di morgenzun bagilden unz dem haynt
Un der nekhtn vet farshvindn mitn faynd
Nor oyb farzamen vet di zun in dem kayor
Vi a parol zol geyn dos lid fun dor tsu dor.
The morning sun will rise and brighten the day
and yesterday's night will fade away
But if the sun delays in rising to the dawn
then like a watchword pass this song on and on
Dos lid geshribn iz mit blut un nit mit blay
Es iz nit keyn lidl fun a foygl af der fray
Dos hot a folk tsvishn falendike vent
Dos lid gezungen mit naganes in di hent!
This song is written with blood and not with pencil lead
it's no song sung freely by birds flying overhead.
So a people among the falling walls made their last stand
and this song they sung with pistols in their hand
Zog nit keyn mol az du geyst dem letstn veg
Khotsh himeln blayene farshtein bloye teg.
Kumen vet nokh unzer oysgebenkte sho
Es vert a poyk ton undzer trit - mir zeynen do!
Never once say you walk upon your final way
though skies of steel obscure the blue of day.
Our long awaited hour will draw near
and our footsteps will thunder - We are Here!
Hersh or Hirsch (short for Herschel) Glick began writing poetry at 13. He died at the age of 22 in the Ghetto with most of his works forever lost. Nevertheless this song, the Partizaner Lied, the Partisan Song; was a rallying song for the Jews resisting the Nazis that to this day continues to represent the courage of the partisans fighting a desperate struggle against overwhelming odds as a symbol of the struggle of the Jews against their enemies throughout history.
Khotsh himeln blayene farshtein bloye teg.
Kumen vet nokh unzer oysgebenkte sho
Es vert a poyk ton undzer trit - mir zeynen do!
Never once say you walk upon your final way
though skies of steel obscure the blue of day.
Our long awaited hour will draw near
and our footsteps will thunder - We are Here!
Vun grinem palmenland biz vaysn land fun shney
Mir kumen on mit undzer payn, mit undzer vey
Un vu gefallen es iz a shprits fun unzer blut
Shprotsn vet dort undzer gvure, undzer mut.
From a land of green palms to a white land of snow
We march on with our pain and with our woe;
And there where a spray fell of our blood
there our strength and courage yet will bud
Es vert di morgenzun bagilden unz dem haynt
Un der nekhtn vet farshvindn mitn faynd
Nor oyb farzamen vet di zun in dem kayor
Vi a parol zol geyn dos lid fun dor tsu dor.
The morning sun will rise and brighten the day
and yesterday's night will fade away
But if the sun delays in rising to the dawn
then like a watchword pass this song on and on
Dos lid geshribn iz mit blut un nit mit blay
Es iz nit keyn lidl fun a foygl af der fray
Dos hot a folk tsvishn falendike vent
Dos lid gezungen mit naganes in di hent!
This song is written with blood and not with pencil lead
it's no song sung freely by birds flying overhead.
So a people among the falling walls made their last stand
and this song they sung with pistols in their hand
Zog nit keyn mol az du geyst dem letstn veg
Khotsh himeln blayene farshtein bloye teg.
Kumen vet nokh unzer oysgebenkte sho
Es vert a poyk ton undzer trit - mir zeynen do!
Never once say you walk upon your final way
though skies of steel obscure the blue of day.
Our long awaited hour will draw near
and our footsteps will thunder - We are Here!
Hersh or Hirsch (short for Herschel) Glick began writing poetry at 13. He died at the age of 22 in the Ghetto with most of his works forever lost. Nevertheless this song, the Partizaner Lied, the Partisan Song; was a rallying song for the Jews resisting the Nazis that to this day continues to represent the courage of the partisans fighting a desperate struggle against overwhelming odds as a symbol of the struggle of the Jews against their enemies throughout history.
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