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Related: Culture Forums, Support ForumsLa complainte du partisan
Anna Marly
... Personne ne m´a demandé
D´où je viens et où je vais
Vous qui le savez
Effacez mon passage
J´ai changé cent fois de nom
J´ai perdu femme et enfants
Mais j´ai tant d´amis
Et j´ai la France entière ...
Hier encore, nous étions trois
Il ne reste plus que moi
Et je tourne en rond
Dans la prison des frontières
Le vent souffle sur les tombes
La liberté reviendra
On nous oubliera
Nous rentrerons dans l´ombre
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aint_no_life_nowhere
(21,925 posts)My mother who is French lived through the occupation and remembers food rationing and the fact that several of her neighbors died of starvation. Fortunately, she found a grove of walnut trees in the country and gathered all she could. Her family lived on those walnuts for quite some time. Her brother was 17 when he distributed anti-nazi tracts and was arrested and branded a terrorist. He was put on a train heading to a concentration camp and he and his fellows broke the wooden side of the train and jumped as the train went through a forested area. He spent the rest of the war living off the land and fighting. He was photographed firing a machine gun at the liberation of Marseille (below), before the allies arrived. My mother's sister worked for Renault and was the secretary to the President. When the Gestapo came to arrest him (he was Jewish) he sat at the empty desk of a clerk. The Gestapo asked my aunt where her boss was and she told them he'd fled. It would have meant death if they'd known she lied. No one at Renault betrayed him. My mother was in a restaurant one day filled with German officers and saw that one of them had hung up his pistol along with his coat. She grabbed the pistol and thought about shooting up the place but then sanity returned and she smiled at them and said 'bang bang'. The Germans were silent and then broke into laughter. She was lucky.
Anna Marly singing the partisan's anthem:
One of several pics of my uncle: