Yiddish Holocaust Poetry with Translations from the Warsaw Ghetto Ringelblum Archives
In Spring There Lies A Trace
In Spring There Lies A Trace
by Unknown
In spring there lies a trace
of strong maturity,
Nature is eternal
and dying temporary.
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