Letters from the front, Letters from the front

[ocoleanui]

I found some letters from the front on internet .
Some are from ww1 or ww 2.
Their content are dramatic .

Down are two from this , that me impressed to tears ...

http://m.adevarul.ro/locale/targu-jiu/emot...d09d/index.html

http://aradculture.ro/scrisori-de-pe-front/

[_Vik]

Boys,translate letters 25.08.41 and 18.10.41 by Simeon in Englishe,please.Thank you.

[ocoleanui]

My Otilia, we fight constantly for 14 days. Shoot blindly, the noise is deafening, stuns us, pull shots and volleys of cannon with the mortar. They threw on all sides are holes in the ground and holes everywhere ... ... something that people once were. There is too grave. I run forward at gunpoint and I keep saying 'why is not my grave pit. " It has not rained much but my boots mire, dust is înnăclăit blood. God how much blood! Not sleep at night for fear of attack, the Soviets are fighting beasts, bombard us incessantly. Lose a hundred people to win a one thousand kilometer lose to preserve. I pass by bullets whistling ears, my eyes are fixed on a point and follow him blindly run to shelter ... Otilia Otilia ... darling ... I killed, I killed many times and so many times I died all. Sunday when you go to Mass, tell the parent Timofte forgive me, tell him I closed my eyes every time I killed, and tell him I tried ... but we struggle with the demons of war ... and us themselves. Thanks for the picture, how many times I look more beautiful appearance. Tell Uncle 'Zamfirescu "fool D7" ... Otilia, we are all fools! Must conclude, a candle is a perfect target for a sniper. Yours, Sima




My love, I

do not know when I am going to write, when I get but I'll write the first minute freely.

When I return to kiss me and I heat water to wash my the devil with which I dressed.

Become a member of the most difficult weapon in his hand, uniform is my thoughts of the blood of so many fathers and sons can be… happy they are, for them it was over.

The other day a comrade had received a letter from home in which she said he became a father. Complained about the joy. The commander of the i-signed a furlough and see the bairn…

today I have found out that the machine in which went up together with other six has been thrown-n by a shell.

The news he gave us the master before you choose the guard night…

From beside him I heard him whispering "one is born, other dies… so it is straight".

[ocoleanui]

Another letters ...

http://www.historia.ro/exclusiv_web/genera...nimic-un-proces

[_Vik]

Thank you so much,kamarad Ocoleanui.

[ocoleanui]

Poem written in 1942 by Floarea Stanciu, daughter of a romanian soldier , Caiuti village, Bacau, left for the front.

Poezie scrisa in anul 1942 de Floarea Stanciu, fetita unui ostas roman din comuna Caiuti , judetul Bacau, plecat pe front.


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This post has been edited by ocoleanui on February 27, 2016 09:14 pm