The Song Remains – דאָס ליד איז געבליבן

Tag: struggle

  • My Way Out of the Workshop

    I moved out of the workshop to the Union / into the library, organizing and youth club / a new environment replaced my poor / little sorrowful home

  • Capital

    I recall in prison when I took the book into my hands / and silently embraced the wealth of ideas / a holy shiver trembled in me / when opening Karl Marx’s “Das Kapital”

  • Łódź

    My friend the dreaming poet / is full of sunset wine, / On his flute he sadly plays / the song of loss of better days and time