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BEYOND THE BRIDGE

Come on here, peach-color cheeked girl,
Come on here, dawn-color cheeked girl
And I hope I'm able to tell you
My life when I was your age.
In the curfew hours, the German troops
Ruled the town: we are ready.
They who don't want to bow their heads
shall come with us and go up to mountains.

Keeping silent on the pine needles,
on prickly chestnut husks
a squad in the dusk early morning
went downhill from the dark mountain.
Hope used to be our companion
when we attacked the enemy's strongholds
conquering our weapons in battle
barefoot, in rags and yet so happy.

We were twenty and beyond the bridge,
the bridge in the hand of the enemy
we saw the bank in front, and life,
all the good of the world beyond the bridge.
All the evil did we see in front of us,
all the good did we have in our heart,
life at twenty is beyond the bridge,
beyond the fire, love is beginning.

Let's say so, we were no saints,
heroism is not superhuman,
run, low down, c'mon, jump over,
each step you make isn't useless.
We saw the future at reach,
behind the trees, the bushes, the reeds
the future of a world more human,
and righter, and freer and happier.

We were twenty and beyond the bridge,
the bridge in the hand of the enemy
we saw the bank in front, and life,
all the good of the world beyond the bridge.
All the evil did we see in front of us,
all the good did we have in our heart,
life at twenty is beyond the bridge,
beyond the fire, love is beginning.

Now they all have family and children
who don't know yesterday's history.
I am alone, and walk in the lime-trees
with you, darling, who still weren't there.
And I would like that all our thoughts,
all the hopes we had at that time
may revive in all what you hope now,
o my dawn-color cheeked girl.

We were twenty and beyond the bridge,
the bridge in the hand of the enemy
we saw the bank in front, and life,
all the good of the world beyond the bridge.
All the evil did we see in front of us,
all the good did we have in our heart,
life at twenty is beyond the bridge,
beyond the fire, love is beginning.


PAST THE BRIDGE

O girl with the peach-colored cheeks,
O girl with the face of the dawn.
There is something I want to tell you,
Of my life when I was so very young.
It was curfew and they had us surrounded,
But we were ready with those who would not bow,
And we took the road the road into the mountains,
And with us, we climbed into the clouds.

And silent in the needles of the pines,
And silent on the spiny chestnut shells.
A squadron in the dark of the morning,
Descending from the foggy, hidden hills.
And hope was always our companion,
When raiding the hideouts of our foes.
Wielding weapons we had stolen into battle,
Barefoot, and ragged, but joyful.

We were twenty years old and past the bridge,
Beyond the bridge there held by the enemy.
We spied the other side, and all life held there,
All the good in the world, beyond the bridge.
And all the evil facing there before us,
And all the good that we held inside our hearts.
At twenty life lies beyond the shoreline,
Beyond the fire, where love begins.

I can't say we acted saintly,
Heroism does not transcend the man.
Run now! dodging! Come on, now! Now jump over,
Not a step we could take would be in vain.
We saw the future well within our grasp,
Behind the trees, and thickets, and the grass.
The future of a world made more human,
And more noble, and free in happiness.

Now everyone with family and with children,
Who know nothing of the story that has passed.
I am alone now walking in the the lime trees,
With you, dear, who were not there in the past.
And I would like to think that all the thoughts we nurtured
And the hopes that we held in that time,
May rise now in all your present dreams, girl
O my girl with the face of the dawn

We were twenty years old and past the bridge,
Beyond the bridge there held by the enemy.
We spied the other side, and all life held there,
All the good in the world, beyond the bridge.
All the evil we had standing before us,
And all the good that we held inside our hearts.
At twenty life lies beyond the shoreline,
Beyond the fire, where love begins.


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