Auschwitz [English translation]

I died with another hundred,

I died when I was a child,

passed through the chimney

And now I am in the wind.

And now I am in the wind.

In Auschwitz there was snow,

the smoke rose slowly

in a cold winter day

And now I am in the wind.

And now I am in the wind.

In Auschwitz so many people

but one great silence.

It's strange, I still can not

to smile here in the wind.

To smile here in the wind

I ask: how can a man

kill his brother?

Yet we are millions

in dust here in the wind.

In dust here in the wind.

Still the cannon thunders,

and still is not pleased

with the blood the human beast

and still the wind brings us.

And still the wind brings us.

I ask: when it will be

thatman can learn

to live without killing

and the wind shall rest?

And the wind shall rest.

I ask: when it will be

thatman can learn

to live without killing

and the wind shall rest?

And the wind shall rest.

• Artist:Francesco Guccini