NATALIA


Joan Baez


Weaver of words, who lives alone, in fear and sorrow,
Where is the world that sets you free perhaps to-morrow?
Where is the earth, where is the sky, where is the light
You long for ?
What hope have you where you are now,
Natalia Gorbanevskaïa?


Inside the ward, naked and cruel, where life is stolen
>From those who try to stay alive and still be human
Where are the friends, where are the men, who among them
Can defend you?
Where is the child you never see,
Natalia Gorbanevskaïa?


What is there left, behind the door, that never opens?
Are you insane, as they say you are, or just forsaken?
Are you still there, do you still care, or are you lost for ever?
I know this song, you’ll never hear,
Natalia Gorbanevskaïa?








(Contributed by =Aemoggs= - March 2008)