SONGS OF RUSSIA
“Something you have to weep for; you have cause
To murmur and fear death. You have a home
To which to go; you left America
Of your free choice, not forced by fate to roam.
“We are forlorn and lonely like a rock;
On this ill earth no place for us is found.
Travellers are we, but no one waits for us.
Tell us, I pray you, whither we are bound?
“Let the wind storm, and let it howl with rage,
Let the deep seethe and boil and roar around!
We Jews are lost, however it may be;
The sea alone can quench our burning wound.”
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