We left the pretty mountains and went on our way
headed for Krakow for a three night stay.
We saw people selling artwork, and strolled the cobbled streets
loved the cities buskers and danced to their beats.
We fell head over heals with the laid back vibe
and so did the rest of the tourist tribe.
We ate wonderful food and watched horses walk by
pulling carriages of people, in the middle of July.
We visited the marked, the one that´s really old
and looked at all the stuff that the vendors sold.
We ended up buying a stuffed little cat
and paid a random dude some coins to pet a rat.
Next day we drove to Auschwitz, got tricked by some guys
to park a mile away, so we walked under the skies.
Thank God it wasn´t far, because it was really hot
then right outside the camp we saw the parking lot.
We didn´t really care, cause when we got inside
we saw horrific history, impossible to hide.
We saw the victims shoes and their cut off hair
we entered a building and walked down the stairs.
Where they were told they´d shower, when really they got gassed
it doesn´t really matter how much time has passed.
Their cries live forever, embedded in the walls
their desperate pleas and their hopeless calls.
Countless of families torn apart
entered my mind and stayed in my heart.
A horrible, sinister camp of death
where hundreds of thousands took their last breath.
The rest of the day we were all kind of sad
the camp stayed with us and we just went to bed.
We thankfully managed to enjoy our last day
had a wonderful breakfast and wanted to stay.
Just a few days more, where we could explore
and do just a little bit, little bit more.
We decided to go for a walk and see
Schindler´s factory, where he helped to free
hundreds of Jews by giving them a job
as essential workers, safe from Hitler´s mob.
And we were happy to feel a flutter of joy
for the workers that survived thanks to Schindler´s ploy.
Then we headed on home, feeling thankful and glad
bringing buckets of memories, of the good and the bad.