There’s a beautiful song called «Peatbog Soldiers» written by Jews
in a concentration camp during the Holocaust. It was smuggled
out during the war. Pete Seeger sings it on one of his albums and
I think it’s also in The Folksingers Word Book. Here’s a few verses:
Far and wide as the eye can wander
Peat and bog are everywhere
Not a bird sings out to greet us
Oaks are standing gaunt and bare
CHORUS:
We are the peat bog soldiers
Marching with our spades
To the bog
Up and down the guards are pacing
No one, no one can get through
Flight would mean a sure death facing
Guns and barbed wire greet our view
But for us there is no complaining
Winter will in time be past
One day we shall cry, rejoicing
Homeland, dear, you’re mine at last
LAST CHORUS:
Then will the peat bog soldiers
March no more with our spades
To the bog