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  • Me Sem Yad Vashem

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    This poem is about remembering the victims of the Holocaust. It is told from the perspective of Yad Vashem, which is Israel's official memorial to the victims of the Holocaust. In three sentences: The speaker says they are Yad Vashem, bringing the blood and dust under their nails as a reminder of what happened. As Yad Vashem, they suffered and died in many of the Nazi concentration camps such as Auschwitz, Treblinka, and Buchenwald. The poem emphasizes that the memory of the Holocaust must be kept alive through Yad Vashem, so that the victims are never forgotten.

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    A poem in Romani and English about the Holocaust

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    This poem is about remembering the victims of the Holocaust. It is told from the perspective of Yad Vashem, which is Israel's official memorial to the victims of the Holocaust. In three sentences: The speaker says they are Yad Vashem, bringing the blood and dust under their nails as a reminder of what happened. As Yad Vashem, they suffered and died in many of the Nazi concentration camps such as Auschwitz, Treblinka, and Buchenwald. The poem emphasizes that the memory of the Holocaust must be kept alive through Yad Vashem, so that the victims are never forgotten.

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    Me Sem Yad Vashem

    Diunggah oleh

    kalinahelena
    This poem is about remembering the victims of the Holocaust. It is told from the perspective of Yad Vashem, which is Israel's official memorial to the victims of the Holocaust. In three sentences: The speaker says they are Yad Vashem, bringing the blood and dust under their nails as a reminder of what happened. As Yad Vashem, they suffered and died in many of the Nazi concentration camps such as Auschwitz, Treblinka, and Buchenwald. The poem emphasizes that the memory of the Holocaust must be kept alive through Yad Vashem, so that the victims are never forgotten.

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    ME SEM YAD VASHEM Rajko Djuric Me sem Yad Vashem. Rat thaj praxo me naja. Pe mor palme anava.

    Me sem Yad Vashem. Jag xalem, Thuv pilem. An Auschwitz me mulem. Me Pe Bi An sem Yad Vashem. kokala me sutem. jakhengo achilem. Treblinka me mulem.

    Me sem Yad Vashem. Ratesa man uchardem. Bi morchako achilem. An Buchenwald me mulem. Me sem Yad Vashem. Jasvenca me hiv handem. Krikosa trusul kerdem. An Dachau me mulem. Me sem Yad Vashem. Rat thaj praxo me naja. Pe mor palme anava. Me sem Yad Vashem. Sa so sas man- Hasardem. An Bergen - Belsen me mulem. Me Bi Bi An sem Yad Vashem. navesko, lavesko achilem. Ravensbrck me mulem.

    Me sem Yad Vashem. Kaj me sema- Ni dzanglem. Dzanav numa kaj mulem. Me sem Yad Vashem. Ceri pe phuv perade. An kalipe man phangle. An Lublino me mulem. Me sem Yad Vashem. Mor per pharade. An ma e chave chinde. An Jasenovco me mulem. Me sem Yad Vashem. Rat thaj praxo me naja. Pe mor palme anava.

    Me sem Yad Vashem. Semas kate, semas kote. Pe kale, ratvale rote. Praxo thaj thuv kerdilem. Me sem Yad Vashem. Sas man ilo rromano. Sar Rrom me sem mudardo. Me sem Yad Vashem. Rat thaj praxo me naja. Pe mor palme anava. Me sem Yad Vashem. Dzikaj boldel pe i phuv, Ni hasavola o thuv. Me sem Yad Vashem. Dzikaj o kham ka phirel, Yad Vashem si te ovel. Me sem Yad Vashem. Dzikaj o Del - Del ovela, O Auschwitz ni bistrela.

    Day of Remembrance Rajko Djuric I am Yad Vashem Blood and dust my nails On my palms I bring Yad Vashem I suffered fire I drank smoke In Auschwitz I died I am Yad Vashem I slept on bones Without eyes I became In Treblinka I died I am Yad Vashem With blood I covered myself I remained without skin In Buchenwald I died I am Yad Vashem With tears I dug my hole with Krikosa I made a cross In Dachau I died I am Yad Vashem Blood and dust my nails On my palms I bring

    I am Yad Vashem Everything what I had I lost In Bergen-Belsen I died I am Yad Vashem Without a name Without a word I remained In Ravensbruck I died I am Yad Vashem Where I was I don't know I know only that I died I am Yad Vashem Stars on the earth fell In darkness they imprisoned me In Lublino I died I am Yad Vashem My guts they shattered In me, the child they cut out In Jasenovco I died I am Yad Vashem Blood and dust my nails On my palms I bring I am Yad Vashem I was here, I was there On black, bloody wheels Dust and smoke I became I am Yad Vashem I had a Romani heart As a Rom I am murdered I am Yad Vashem Blood and dust my nails On my palms I bring I am Yad Vashem Until it returns on the earth The smoke will not be lost I am Yad Vashem Until the sun will falls Y ad Vashem must come I am Yad Vashem Auschwitz will not be forgotten

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