Between the Sola and the Vistula Between swamps, guard chains, wire Lies Auschwitz Concentration Camp, the nest That hate like an evil plague.
Where there is malaria, typhus and things Where great anguish eats at heart, thousands upon thousands are imprisoned Far from homeland, far from wife and child.
You see of buildings rise built by inmates Through storm and you have to carry bricks and sand Block block springs up, for thousands of men All of for those who are yet to come.
Sadly you see pass you by You can see fathers, brothers there You aren't allowed to say hello, that will mean their To do so you involuntarily their woe.
Sadly you see the walk by The commands on the left, two three You have no to say anything here. you often want to scream for help.
Along with and fleas, fever rages, Many thousands have perished miserably, you are tormented here night and day And every step is watched by guards.
Father, mother are you home by No one our heartache Here you are allowed to dream of a home From fate shamelessly drove you out.
I never see you again, my country And like so many go up the chimney, Hail, my beloved family and there of me from time to time, who was forced to leave.
Written by a Slovakian girl in Concentration Camp In from the first transports.