PENTECOST AT AUSCHWITZ

 

 

 

 

 

 

PENTECOST AT AUSCHWITZ

 

 

 

 

 

MY NAME IS KRZYSZTOF

 

MY CAMP NUMBER WAS 8439470547

 

I SURVIVED THE CAMPS

 

BECAUSE I AM A POLE NOT A JEW

 

I WAS ASSIGNED TO THE HOSPITAL

 

 AT AUSCHWITZ

 

 

HOSPITAL IT WAS CALLED

 

MORE A THRESHOLD TO DEATH

 

 

OUT OF CHANCE

 

ON THE TRAIN WERE EIGHT PREGNANT WOMEN

 

FOR SOME REASON THEY DECIDED TO LET THEM LIVE

 

 

ALMOST IMMEDIATELY THEY DELIVERED

 

PROBABLY BROUGHT ON

 

 BY THE RIGORS OF CATTLE CAR TRANSPORTATION

 

 

THEN HAPPENED A BRIGHT MOMENT

 

I LIVE AND CRY WITH THAT MOMENT

 

WITH THE BEAUTY OF THAT MOMENT

 

THE MOTHERS WERE NURSING THEIR BABIES

 

SINGING LULLABIES

 

IN THE OWN TONGUES

 

Go to asleep my tiny baby, Try to sleep and get asleep Till the white dawns break the day. Then wake up as a grown child. Till tomorrow at the (white) dawns.

Culcă-te, puiuţ micuţ, Scoală-te mărişoruţ. Culcă-te şi te abuă Până mâine-n dalbă ziuă. Şi te culcă şi adormi

 

Romanian

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Lie my little angel, lie and sleep, mum is rocking her baby. Lie, sleep sweet, the little one, mum is rocking her baby. Hajej můj andílku hajej a spi, matička kolíbá děťátko svý. Hajej dadej, nynej, malej, Matička kolíbá děťátko svý.

Czech @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@   Nani nani my child. Come Sleep make it sleep and sweetly lull it. Come Sleep from the vineyards take my child from the hands.   Νάνι νάνι το παιδί μου. Έλα Ύπνε ύπνωσέ το και γλυκά ‘ποκοίμησέ το. Έλα ύπνε ‘πό τ’ αμπέλια, πάρ’ το παιδί μου από τα χέρια. Greek   @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@   Under Baby’s cradle in the night Stands a goat so soft and snowy white The Goat will go to the market To bring you wonderful treats He’ll bring you raisins and almonds Sleep, my little one, sleep.

 

 

 

אין דעם בית המקדש

אין א ווינקל חדר

זיצט די אלמנה בת ציון אליין

איר בן יחיד’ל יידעלע’ן

וויגט זי כסדר

און זינגט אים צום שלאפן א לידעלע שיין

 

yiddish

 

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A FESTIVAL OF TONGUES

 

A ONENESS OF HEARTS

 

A BRIEF MOMENT OF HOPE

 

THAT DIED ABORNING

 

THAT NIGHT I RETURNED TO THE MEN’S BARRACKS

 

WHEN I RETURNED

 

ALL WERE DEAD BY NEEDLE INJECTION OF PHENOL

 

WITH SO MUCH DEATH

 

THAT ONE STUCK

 

I HOPE IN HEAVEN

 

THERE’S A SPECIAL PLACE

 

 FOR THESE MOTHERS AND CHILDREN

 

CERTAINLY IT WAS NOT GOD’S PLAN THAT THEY DIED

 

THOSE WHO ABETTED IT BY SILENCE

 

ARE AS GUILTY AS THE MURDERERS