La canzone del bambino nel vento [Auschwitz] [English translation]
La canzone del bambino nel vento [Auschwitz] [English translation]
I am dead, along with hundreds
I am dead, I was a boy:
passing through the chimney
and now I'm in the wind.
In Auschwitz there was snow:
the smoke slowly rose,
on a cold winter day
and now I'm in the wind.
In Auschwitz - so many people
but (there's) only a great silence;
it's strange: I'm still unable
to smile here in the wind.
I wonder, how man could
kill one of his own,
yet we are millions
made ashes here in the wind.
And still the cannon thunders
and still it's not content,
from blood - the human beast
and still the wind brings us here.
I wonder when will it be
that man will learn
to live without killing,
and the wind will settle...
I wonder when will it be
that man will learn
to live without killing,
and the wind will settle...
And the wind will settle...
- Artist:Nomadi
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