Between the and the Vistula crammed Between swamps, guard chains, barbed Lies Concentration Camp, the cursed nest That inmates hate like an plague.
Where there is malaria, and other things Where great anguish eats at heart, Where thousands upon are imprisoned Far from their homeland, far from and child.
You see rows of buildings built by inmates Through and rain you have to carry bricks and sand after block springs up, for thousands of men All of this for who are yet to come.
you see columns pass you by You can often see fathers, there You aren't allowed to say hello, will mean their death To do so you involuntarily their woe.
you see the columns walk by The commands resound on the left, two You have no right to say here. When you often to scream for help.
Along with and fleas, fever rages, Many thousands already perished miserably, Indeed you are tormented night and day And your step is watched by guards.
Father, mother are you by now? No one suspects our Here you are only to dream of a home From where fate drove you out.
Should I never see you again, my And so many thousands go up the chimney, Hail, my beloved family and there Think of me from to time, who was forced to leave.
by a Slovakian girl in Auschwitz Concentration Camp In from the first transports.