Hershek \ Stephania Nay

On his way to work every day,
he felt terrible fear,
Twelve years old,
he already knew that one must work.
Because Hershek was a smuggler,
to the other side.
He crawled through barbed wires
to carry the bread through.

First he had to wait
until the soldier turned his back
Then to lift up the barbed wire
and squeeze his way through.
Sneak into the gate to the Aryan side
Remove the armband from his arm.

Quickly quickly,
his partner is already waiting
Hi Antek! Heil Jewboy!
Give me two, you'll get the change.
Stick the bread inside the coat,
glance ahead once more:
did someone see?
And under the barbed wire
again he must crawl.

Hershek was not brave at all,
he was full of fear.
But he went on,
since his family was very poor.
If Hershek will not go, his family will starve,
And father has already sold the last bed.

In the angry mornings of the ghetto
walks the child,
Ashamed of his fear, his body shivers,
Whistling on his way,
only one wish on his mind:
God, if only I'll get back home!