Текст (слова) песни: Ballydowse - Jan. 19, 1943

 
Five fathoms down submission lies 
Its bones of coral made 
Too often Torquemadas lead 
The brightest to the grave 
The ideas of Christ are actions 
Take courage heart of mine 
And cease to idle fancy 
Step across the line 
 
The enemy hearkens – a beast in the darkness 
The mauser it wakes in my hand 
I imagine a day when resignation is violence 
And know I would feel the command 
In Vilna beat plowshares to swords 
In the face of their pain pacifism unglues 
S’vet a poyk tuntrot: Meer ze-nen do 
 
The enemy hearkens a beast in the darkness 
It measures and qualifies me 
How deep can it drink the blood of the people? 
Before my vows are released 
With each day of fumbling, does action learn something? 
When will Love find its opposable thumb? 
Will it reach as it prays or preach while it stays 
And bask in noblest pledges undone? 
 
The enemy turns – his humanity burns me 
To avoid the fist we will try. 
Despise the crusader – regect the invader 
But when must the ghetto arise? 
Song of my fathers a voice in the darkness 
The mauser it drops from my hand 
I dream of a day when the violent are emptied 
And peace is the only command.
 

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