The Partisan (La Complainte du Partisan)
Bernard, Anna Marly, Hy Saret (engl. Text) /Leonard Cohen: Songs from a room (1969)
| Em | G | D | Em | G | D | Em |
| When they | poured a | cross the | border I was | cautioned | to sur | render, |
| G | D | C | G | B7 | Em |
This I | could not | do. | I took my gun and | vanished. | | |
I have changed my name so often, I've lost my wife and children, | |
But I have many friends. And some of them are with me. | |
An old woman gave us shelter, Kept us hidden in the garret. | |
Then the soldiers came: She died without a whisper. | |
There were three of us this morning, I'm the only one this evening. | |
But I must go on, the frontiers are my prison. | |
Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing Through the graves, the wind is blowing. | |
Freedom soon will come, Then we'll come from the shadows. | |
Les Allemands étaient chez moi. Ils me dirent: resigne-toi. | |
Mais je n'ai pas pu, J'ai repris mon arme. | |
J'ai changé cent fois de nom. J'ai perdu femme et enfants. | |
Mais j'ai tant d'amis, J'ai la France entière. | |
Un vieil homme dans un grenier Pour la nuit nous a cachés. | |
Les Allemands l'ont pris, Il est mort sans surprise. | |
Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing Through the graves, the wind is blowing. | |
Freedom soon will come, Then we'll come from the shadows. | |
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