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MUSIC

The music and songs of the Holocaust were created out of pain, desperation and death. The authors, many of them unknown, captured moments of separation, starvation, anguish and humiliation, to tell the annihilation of the Jews in the ghettos and concentration camps.




Of the fifteen thousand children sent by the Nazis to the Terezin concentration camp for extermination, only one hundred survived. Many prisoners were talented musicians, writers and artists, who not only developed the children's creativity but also used their teaching as ways to relieve their anguish and suffering. Unfortunately, both children and adults were sent to the gas chambers.

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"Rebirth: From the Ashes"
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TEREZIN
by Mif, a child in Terezin
his last name is unknown

A four year of waiting, like standing above a swamp
From which any moment might gush forth a spring.
Meanwhile, the rivers flow another way.
Another way,
Not letting you die, not letting you live.

And the cannons don't scream and the guns don't
bark
And you don't see blood here.
Nothing, only silent hunger.
Children steak the bread here and ask and ask
and ask.
And all would wish to sleep, keep silent and just go
to sleep again . . .

The heaviest wheel rolls across our foreheads.
To bury itself deep somewhere inside our memories.

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HOMESICK
by an unknown child in Terezin

I've lived in the ghetto here more than a year,
In Terezin, in the black town now,
And when I remember my old home so dear,
I can love it more that I did, somehow.

Ah, home, home,
Why did they tear me away?
Here the weak die easy as a feather
And when they die, they die forever.

Yet we all hope the time will come
When we'll go home again.
Now I know how dear it is
And often I remember it.

MUSIC OF THE HOLOCAUST