1945年8月15日，日本战败投降；初秋时分，一群美军来到日本秋田县（Akita）北部的花冈，在鹿岛建设株式会社的中山寮( ちゅうざんりょうーChusan Dormitory)附近，发现了许多乱葬岗、一大堆被乱弃而没有掩埋的尸体、在环境异常恶劣的集中营里，囚禁着一群瘦弱奄奄待毙的中国人。由是揭发了一段惨绝人寰的「花冈事件」。
[The Ballad of Hanaoka]
I single-cropped summers, lumbered winters;
sold my daughter but was robbed of my land.
Now that I'm homeless, where else can I go?
Hanaoka in the north; to Hanaoka, ho!
Azaleas smile so sweet each spring,
but for the last hundred years miners stagger and drop.
In the bowels of the earth, where treasure's to find,
the bones cry out; the copper mine.
Every time there's war, the miners' ranks grow,
and so does the mine-owner's purse.
The Hanaoka copper mine; Hell's very worst. '
[Kajima Construction ]
" Chuzan Dorm" may not sound bad,
but it was the Main Street of Hell.
There began the treatment, painful to watch,
of the nine hundred Chinese.
Day after day we averted our eyes.
If their ranks were a bit sloppy
on the road to the work site, they'd be abused,
knocked down with cudgels yea thick,
half - murdered.
They were led by veterans of the anti-Japan war,
men of the Eighth Route Army, cream of the cream,
so Japanese militarists and the Wang regime agreed
to bring them here
to kill their morale.
[Poison weed ]
Ground-up acorns,apple peels, rice bran, water:
even horses wouldn't eat the stuff
they gave these men to eat.
What on earth did the bosses do with the rations?
Seems the Kajima Construction bigwigs sold them on the black market.
So the men ate trampled apple peels,
ate up all the roadside weeds;
some ate poison weed and died.
Those still, amazingly, on their feet,
clenched their teeth
held on, survived.
To what end?
Ah, to what end?
The Chinese tore down phone lines,
and set off.
Scattering for now
to bide their time:
Head for the woods!
For the shelter of the woods!
In the pitch black, feet feeling their way,
voices raised in liberation songs like a far-off ocean's roar,
[The Leader and His Men]
Ah, that leader——
even reduced to skin and bones,
that steely leader knew no fear.
Still——he couldn't win.
On that pathetic battlefield,
the men dropped, were captured one by one.
He fought , fell back, finally disappeared from sight.
[ Dog meat Stew]
We saw it all ——
the young Chinese brought in
like game on a pole,
bones broken, arms wrenched off:
not a single one groaned.
The men who brought them to the police station in Odate
boasted, " You're dog meat stew."
The landlords' fear, their hateful looks,
the derision of the "kempei ".
Tied up, unable to resist, again and again
they were stabbed with bamboo spears, struck with cudgels.
The gleam in their eyes then,
their contempt, as if for dogs,
their silent, shining eyes.
[ Pools of Blood ]
Were they rotten fish?
Dead horses? Still bound in twos,
they were kicked off the trucks in a heep.
Hanaoka Community Hall square
is stained even now with their blood.
Their blood will never be wiped away.
So long as two-legged beasts still exist in this world,
even now, in that square the stains remain.
[ Bleached Bones]
In the fields of Ubasawa, even now,
bones surface all the time.
As rain erodes the dirt,
bones surface , flesh rotted off.
The bones of those who died
at the hands of TOJO, HIROHITO, their underlings
are exposed to rain, to wind——
as if to say, " This country never lacks
for those who torment and exploit the people."
We're still finding
evidence of the cruelty
of capitalists, landlords, police.
[ Those Who Plan War]
White with fear, the dogs- capitalists, landlords——
went crying to Mr. America.
KAJIMA bosses, chief of the " Kempeitai",
governor, police chief, chief of the thought police,
leaders of the reservists' association and the yokusan youth group——
all alike bloody murderers:
they did it, but what happened to them?
Underlings were punished only for minor war crimes;
big- shot war criminals made big bucks once again.
Hanaoka today is the military base of a foreign country.
Those guys are already preparing
for the next war,
planning to turn us laborers and farm people
into slaves, human bullets.
( Translations done by Richard Minear, a retired Professor of History at the University of Massachusetts Amherst)