Auschwitz, o Canzone del bambino nel vento
Francesco Guccini| INGLESE / ENGLISH / ANGLAIS / ENGLANTI [3] | |
| AUSCHWITZ I died, who was a child I died, like so many others who passed through a chimney and now are in the wind At Auschwitz, there was the snow and the smoke rose slowly of so many people but now there's only a great silence of so many people in the wind It's strange, but still I haven't learned to smile here in this wind and I wonder, can man learn to live without killing? and will this wind ever end? And still, the cannons are sounding and still, he's not contented this blood thirst of the human beast with so many in the wind Yes, and still, the cannons are sounding yes, and still he's not contented we will be here always, the smoke and the powder of millions in the wind. | AUSCHWITZ SONG FOR A CHILD IN THE WIND I died in my childhood Together with other children By hundreds through a chimney And now, I'm in the wind And now, I'm in the wind In Auschwitz 'twas always snowing The smoke rose so slowly In the cold winter day And now I'm in the wind And now I'm in the wind In Auschwitz, so many people In silence, like in a grave I tell you, I cannot smile Here, in this cold wind Here, in this cold wind. I wonder, how can a man Kill his brothers and sisters? And yet, we are millions like dust blown away in the wind blown away in the wind And yet the gun's still roaring And yet the human beast has Not quenched his bloodthirst And the wind blows us away And the wind blows us away I wonder, when will it happen That mankind finally learns To live without bloodshedding And the wind finally stops And the wind finally stops I wonder, when will it happen That mankind finally learns To live without bloodshedding And the wind finally stops And the wind finally stops. |
