When they poured across the border
I was cautioned to surrender,
this I could not do
I took my gun and vanished.
I have changed my name so often,
I've lost my wife and children
but I have many friends,
and some of them are with me.
An old woman gave us shelter,
kept us hidden in the garret,
then the soldiers came
she died without a whisper.
There were three of us this morning
I'm the only one this evening
but I must go on
the frontiers are my prison.
Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing,
through the graves the wind is blowing,
freedom soon will come
then we'll come from the shadows.
