Simon finds Grusha. Still needing to keep the childs true identity a secret, Grusha cannot tell Simon how she has a child.
lyrics
Many words were spoken.
Many words were not.
Here now the words the soldier only thought:
The charge began at dawn.
The fields were blood by noon.
Only soldiers at the center stayed alive.
The first man died ahead of me.
The next, behind my back.
The third was murdered by my side.
I trampled on the first,
gave the next no second thought,
watched the captain stab the third before my eyes.
My brother died of smoke.
Another died by steel.
The sun burnt my neck.
The winter froze me to my bloody clothes.
We only ate the aspen bud,
washed it down with maple brew.
My pillow was a stone in a shallow stream.
And I dreamed of you the only time I dreamed.
Now the oath was broken.
The reason so was not disclosed.
Here the reason so that Grusha only knows:
While you were gone to battle,
The bloody, bitter battle,
I had an uphill battle of my own.
Someone left a child behind
Who surely wouldve died if I had
Just left well enough alone.
My back is sore from bending down
To pick up breadcrumbs from the floor.
I tore myself to pieces
Trying to believe youd make it home.
While carrying for a child thats not my own.
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