Refugee Children from Aegean Macedonia in Yugoslavia
AGAINST WHOM HAVE WE SINNED - THERE IS BUT ONE DESTINY
AGAINST WHOM HAVE WE SINNED? - THERE IS BUT ONE DESTINY
We were children, against whom have we sinned? We were guilty but without guilt. Why have we been cursed so badly? To spend our life in exile around the world.
And cry, cry, the mountains are crying for us, The shadows under the olive trees, But within us, it hurts forever within us it hurts, A wound that burns, that will not heal...
And across the world, in us everywhere, Our hearts they have opened, Only there, there is no return. The gates for us have been forever closed.
And cry, cry, the mountains are crying for us, The shadows under the olive trees, But within us, it hurts forever within us it hurts, A wound that burns, that will not heal…
Oh, how heavy there the mountains are, Just as heavy is the bitterness, Of our cursed fate, The distance pains us just the same!
Wherever we are, we will never forget, Our childhood there, which we left…
Vasil Puiovski
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Испечатено од https://macedonianhistory.ca/mk/narrative/refugee-children-e-book-english-mod/3 на 29 октомври 2026