Requiem

"THE MEMORY OF THE HOLOCAUST IS NECESSARY,
  SO THAT OUR CHILDREN NEVER BE
  VICTIMS, EXECUTIONERS OR INDIFFERENT
  OBSERVERS."

(YEHUDA BAUER.)            
 
RUEQIEM.
 I
 
-Tell me,dear Woman, why  you are crying
Alone here  in the dead of night,
What pain you  are carefully  trying
From people's eyes deep  in your heart  to hide.

-Thank you for Word, will you sit down near ?
 My  story can't help touching   one and hurt.
 It is, as awful, as  a pandemia!
All over the world it must be heard .

You see the Path of Sorrow  before us .
And  all around -grass and silvery loch .
And the victims of the shooting are black tombstones,
And silence . And only God knows

What a bleeding wound
doesn't heal  deep in my heart,
What a mystery blue mist have
Stored at the Bowl of Eternal Fire;

What  there, in the Zmievsky Balka, snakes hide,
And why the flowers don't grow here,
And why even animals cry here,
And birds for some reason do not make nests.

During the Holocaust, the Nazis were here.
Executed brutally adults and children,
And captive guerrillas, and communists,
And those who "were not of Aryan  blood."

Hanged and burned alive,
Tortured, shot at point-blank range,
At times there were more of them dead,
What Babi Yar and Sobibor remember!

Among them tens of thousands of Jews
My whole family died in agony from
Tortures of distraught villains.
It was only by a miracle that I,ve survived.

Il

Now, look: over there, at the Obelisk,
War criminals are standing,
In fascist form, with a Nazi swastika,
That's what they say about.


Here's the commandant of Rostov Kittel,
The head of the city's Dakhno prison,
And this is Walter Birkamp, the leader,
You're going to see a scary movie.

 
The commander of the shootings  Christmann Kurt
Is sitting in front of them
In a cap with a high-riseed tulle...
 And someone is being questioned..

They were the ones standing at the gallows,
The benches, knocking out from under the feet,
And they beat them to death with sticks
The one who couldn't go.

The POWs were pressed by tanks,
Mothers of the unfortunate in front of their eyes
Girls, young children, taken away,
Breast babies were burned on fires!

And Dr. Hertz... He was the last bastard
Known to all by the nickname DUSUBUB.
He killed the children with deadly poison,
Barely touching their trembling lips.

The man involved in the murders
Hertz did his duty in cold blood,
And in the gas chambers of the unfortunate
I drove steel with a baton.

Then I looked at the "eye" and enjoyed
The agony of the people involved.
And the Doctor was revered.
Among themselves such executioners.
 
In nightmares, they'll always dream
The zmiyeva Balki is a terrible pit,
And the victims tortured eyes and faces,
And blue over the graves is a mist.

They're banging their heads on the slabs,
Not finding your last shelter,
And they have blood and tears pouring on their faces,
They are not allowed to breathe cramps in the throat.

And they pray, bowing at the headboards,
Deprived of both light and warmth,
It's about making their ashes stained with blood,
The land of PO-MOTHER have got.

Let one of us raise our eyes,
And will ask the Creator an age-old question:
About whom and why"SORRY THEM, PLEASE!"
Christ, crucified on the Cross, asked for .

"And the blood of it is on us and our children!"
-Said millennia ago
One of those who was involved in the Death
And the one who was,nt supported by Pilate

V

The thirteenth of August. And people like an endless flow go,
They'll wake their family up.
And funeral candles will be lit.

And heart-footed
To the cold plates, warming them,
And the memory, the war-scorched,
Post a light favorite, dear.

I listened, shocked  by  soul and body .
The copper moon was floating in the sky,
I didn't immediately notice what was in white.
The mysterious woman was.

Her voice, becoming quieter and weeker
 Then barely audible, and  t l
It's completely silent, and the image of the Speaker
Scattered in the fog blue.

Melted a white cloud like a ghost,
And with it (as if there were no and not!)
All those who like the word "monster."
And the city was still sleeping. The sunrise was coming. hard to find any proper Word.