Gartz is a town in the Uckermark district in Brandenburg, Germany. It is located on the West bank of the Oder River, about 20 km south of Szczecin (Stettin).
The existence of the town was first documented in 1124. In 1249 Gartz was granted town privileges by Duke Barnim I of Pomerania. Because of its strategic location on the river, the town was frequently vulnerable during military campaigns.
Since the Oder-Neisse line was made the German-Polish border in 1945, Gartz is now a border town.
Across the river lies an industrial area of the Polish town of Gryfino (Greifenhagen). Gartz is part of Lower Oder Valley National Park.
The name derives from northern Lechitic (Proto-Polish) dialects (namely from West Pomeranian) from the word "gard" < *gord, meaning "fortified settlement".
Many Poles moved to Gartz, 32 (of 62) children in the local kindergarten have non-German parents.
Gartz (Oder) is an Amt ("municipal federation") in the district of Uckermark, in Brandenburg, Germany. Its seat is in Gartz.
The Amt Gartz (Oder) consists of the following municipalities:
About 2000 inhabitants are Polish.
Development of population since 1875 within the current boundaries (blue line: population; dotted line: comparison to population development of Brandenburg state; grey background: time of Nazi regime; red background: time of Communist regime)
Development of population since 1875 within the current boundaries (blue line: population; dotted line: comparison to population development of Brandenburg state; grey background: time of Nazi regime; red background: time of Communist regime)
Recent population development (blue line) and forecasts
Recent population development (blue line) and forecasts
Coordinates: 53°16′59″N 14°19′59″E / 53.283°N 14.333°E / 53.283; 14.333
When you walk out of god's house
Don't complain
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And you've got yer pretty girl
When you walk out of god's house
Don't complain
When you trade yer money for her
Don't be ashamed
Forget yer lonely room
And yer cheap cheap solitude
When you trade yer money for her
Don't be ashamed
When his hand falls to guide you
Don't be afraid
He'll give you seeds of sorrow
To shake and make it right
When his hand falls to guide you
Don't be afraid