Through the night the furnaces roared, unceasing,
A poker stirred my ashes.
But rising as smoke from the chimneys of Dachau,
I descended alive upon the meadows.
I wanted to get even with some people,
I could not lie in dust and ashes,
I could not stay murdered in the ground,
While the murderers walk the Earth.
Maybe Hell has long been full,
But clearly it is missing a few faces.
And with song I raise the murdered,
With song I call on them to find the murderers.
Search for them around the globe in rage,
Search in the light and in the dark.
How can you stay blue so calmly, sky,
While murderers walk the Earth!?
Arise then, tortured children,
Find the inhuman among the humans
And don the robes of judges
In the name of all future children!
And don't sleep, don't sleep, people,
In Paris, and in Warsaw, in Oryol.
Let your memory wake you up at night,
While murderers walk the Earth!