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Take not my hands, gaze not into my eyes
Seek no comfort for me and tell me not, I should have faith!
A bad shadow lies on me, surrounded by an evil circle.
I must carry this burden
All alone, I know.
I'm alone – no one's words can help me.
Alone I will live through this awful waiting.
And before the moment arrives to kill me, I go to meet it alone.
Farewell and go ... leave me alone.
Even if the tears well up, no, I won't cry
Already waiting for me,
Already calling me with open gates is ...
Zofia Górska: Moment of Farewell (1942)
Original language: Polish