I My son, my chosen and beloved Share your wounds with your mother And because, dear son, I have always carried you in my heart, And always served you faithfully Speak to your mother, to make her happy, Although you are already leaving me, my cherished hope. ( Lamentation of the Holy Cross Monastery from the "Lysagóra Songs" collection. Second half of the 15th century) II No, Mother, do not weep, Most chaste Queen of Heaven Support me always. "Zdrowas Mario." (*) (Prayer inscribed on wall 3 of cell no. 3 in the basement of "Palace," the Gestapo's headquarters in Zadopane; beneath is the signature of Helena Wanda Blazusiakówna, and the words "18 years old, imprisoned since 26 September 1944.") (*) "Zdrowas Mario" (Ave Maria)—the opening of the Polish prayer to the Holy Mother III Where has he gone My dearest son? Perhaps during the uprising The cruel enemy killed him Ah, ...