Lina Eve
‘Lina Eve (born 1946), an Australian artist, adoption activist, singer/songwriter, photographer and film maker, has been exhibiting and selling her work locally, nationally and internationally since 1994. … in Australia, a singer/songwriter, photographer, visual artist, and, most recently, as a film maker ‘ (Wikipedia).
Lina let me know that she and her daughter did eventually meet, but after a short “honeymoon” period, her daughter decided to cut contact. The secret adoption era had damaged the mother/child relationship too much for it to survive.
Lina’s fascinating and complex life story, as well a her prolific artwork, is detailed on her own beautiful website.
Listen to Songs By Lina Eve
Bitter Winds
“Bitter Winds” is a moving account drawn from her own experience of forced adoption.
Song Lyrics
1. Once there was a young girl, she was crying for her love;
He left her when the bitter winds did blow
He left her with a promise, he left her with a song;
He left her with a baby in her womb.
Chorus:
The winds did blow, the winds did blow;
Oh, the bitter winds did blow.
2. The babe was born in sorrow, the babe was born in fear,
They treated the young girl with hate and scorn
Her crime to love too early, her fate to be alone,
they made her wish she had not been born.
Chorus:
The winds did blow, the winds did blow;
Oh, the bitter winds did blow.
3. They pushed her to give up the babe, they said she wasn’t fit
To raise the child when she was one herself
They cited all the reasons, they made her feel the guilt;
She signed the papers with a broken heart.
Chorus:
The winds did blow, the winds did blow;
Oh, the bitter winds did blow.
4. This happened in the sixties, but still I can’t forget
The one time that I saw my baby girl;
The man I thought I loved, for him I’ve no regrets
But I’ve ached to hold my daughter in my arms
Chorus:
The winds did blow, the winds did blow;
Oh, the bitter winds did blow.
5. Now she is a woman, she might have babies of her own
She may never know from whence she came;
I only gave her life, I only sent her prayers
She may never know how much I cared.
Chorus:
The winds did blow, the winds did blow;
Oh, how the bitter winds did blow.