Genosse Julian Grimau
Wolf Biermann| Versione in Esperanto | |
| COMRADE JULIÁN GRIMAU Oh, sister, When dawn is grey in Madrid, While here the men are still sleeping, While here the men are still sleeping, Julián Grimau is dying. Oh, brother, When dawn is grey in Madrid, While here the sun rises bleeding, While here the sun rises bleeding, Julián Grimau is dying. Oh, Mama, When dawn is grey in Madrid, Before we are reading the papers, Before we are reading the papers, Julián Grimau is dying. Oh, comrades, When Madrid is red at dawn, Julián Grimau lives on with us, Julián Grimau lives on with us! He lives and yet he's gone, He lives and yet he's gone. | Ho, Franjo! Matene grizas madrid' Ĉi-tie homoj nur dormas Ĵuljan' Grimaŭ nun mortas Ho, Fraĉjo! Matene grizas madrid' Ĉi-tien sangon sun' portas Ĵuljan' Grimaŭ nun mortas Ho, Panjo! Matene grizas madrid' Radio ankoraŭ ne raportas Ĵuljan' Grimaŭ nun mortas Amikoj! Matene ruĝas madrid' Ja vivas plu por ni Ĵuljan' Li mortis ne por van' |
