Between the Sola and the Vistula crammed Between swamps, guard chains, barbed wire Lies Auschwitz Concentration Camp, the cursed nest That inmates hate like an evil plague. Where there is malaria, typhus and other things Where great anguish eats at your heart, Where thousands upon thousands are imprisoned Far from their homeland, far from wife and child. You see rows of buildings rise built by inmates Through storm and rain you have to carry bricks and sand Block after block springs up, for thousands of men All of this for those who are yet to come. Sadly you see columns pa** you by You can often see fathers, brothers there You aren’t allowed to say hello, that will mean their d**h To do so you involuntarily increase their woe. Sadly you see the columns walk by The commands resound on the left, two three You have no right to say anything here. When you often want to scream for help. Along with lice and fleas, fever rages, Many thousands have already perished miserably, Indeed you are tormented here night and day And your every step is watched by guards. Father, mother are you home by now? No one suspects our heartache Here you are only allowed to dream of a home From where fate shamelessly drove you out. Should I never see you again, my country And like so many thousands go up the chimney, Hail, my beloved family and friends there Think of me from time to time, who was forced to leave. Written by a Slovakian girl in Auschwitz Concentration Camp In 1942 from the first transports.