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FINO A QUANDO?

 

God ... God... God almighty, when will it end?
A moment of silence isn't enough for six million.
We'll never be able to understand the magnitude of this tragedy.
They had dreams of a final solution.
Everyone went to sleep, and that was their last day.
One by One a people was almost annihilated.
Even the bravest didn't survive.
None were human, all were just numbers.
Standing in a long line with no tomorrow in sight.
So much crying without a single tear.
So many endings and that was just the beginning.
Lots of prayers and shouts, but no one heard a sound.
And how could the Messiah not come to rescue us?
We were moving targets in Satan's shooting gallery.
Impossible to hide and nowhere to run to.
Temperature rising, our feet sticking to the ground.
From dust to dust, our souls go to Heaven.

The trains to death, the web of lies.
The helpless still struggling for life.
Murdered, robbed, that's it for their souls?
Identified only by numbers but their names won't be forgotten.
Freedom vanished, yet the hope remained.
The soul survived, our eyes looking towards Eretz Y'Israel.
A massacre without reason.
A sea of victims.
Those tired out with yellow stars on their shirts.
And were sent in to the flames.
How is it possible to steal dreams from kids.
In a time when adults' memories are stolen?
What did I do so horrible that there's no forgiveness.
I always said "Amen" after every prayer.
Now running through my head are thoughts of quitting.
Tell me, how did we lose.
our photos of mortals?
Feeling what happened to us in the Holocaust.
Sixty years ago and it's still engraved in our souls.
A big scream stuck in my throat.
Six Million! Etched in my memory.
What mistake created anti-Semitism?
Who gave man the authority to annihilate a culture?
From the Star of David almost nothing survived.
I'll wear mine, all my life never taking it off.
So that in the future.
We won't return to these same mistakes..
To remind me to always keep my eyes open.
And to teach me not to become prey within a cell.
There's not another life cowering in fear.
To be honoured in life, and to die with honor.
The code for Heaven is survival.
The sun will rise and the sun will set.
The rain will come and wash everything away.
The circle of life is true.
If there's life after death.
We'll wait for them there!
God...God...
God Almighty, when will it end?

God...God...
God Almighty, when will it end?

barbara

Pubblicato il 26/1/2012 alle 12.56 nella rubrica Diario.

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