Resistance continues

A song takes off

FTo be one of them mesh, building where reigns the shadow,

Where the Sun Never luit qu'entre des murs très hauts,

Where the eyes seeking new horizons

Faces the gray, dark uniformity.

It's sad that Roquette, far from life,

Are those who are accused of loving their country too

A song takes off and rises and fills the suburb,

Claiming up hatred well, suffering and hope.

French, deliver us ! You can not know

How long is the wait and the heavy silence !

jacqueline Color – Rocket – 14 July 1943.

Excerpt from The Tortured France Gérard Bouaziz (Preface Lucie Aubrac)

 

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