Dedicated to the children of Terezin
..... I direct a choir, a virtual choir. A choir of 15,000 voices ! are voices, children's voices, the voices of adolescents. Our choir has a drama background, we are in the ghetto of Terezin. Of those 15,000 will only 100. Maybe a natural disaster, an evil malicious infection, a flood took them away with him? No, not a reason involuntary and unpredictable, not a biblical cataclysm, not the bubonic plague, but hatred, racial persecution, extermination planned and brought to the table avanti per anni senza pietà, nè rimorsi.
14.900 bambini di Terezin uccisi da uomini e donne senza cuore, senza d-o, uccisi solo perchè ebrei.
Ma i nazisti non avevano fatto i conti con il futuro, non potevano prevedere che dopo più di mezzo secolo ci sarebbero state persone capaci di riesumare i resti, di accorpare i brandelli di ricordi per consegnarli alla memoria.
Accolgo l'invito del cantore, getto le mie dita stanche sull'arpa e canto, canto la storia di quattordicimilanovecento bambini massacrati.
Vado accoppiando scarpe, rovisto in una montagna di scarpe buttate alla rinfusa; prendo riccioli d'oro e neri da quel cumulo gigantesco di capelli, raccolgo giocattoli and small memories, I compile my list that lasts a lifetime.
14,900 children killed, dwarfing the creator, keeps the sleeping man, it hurts the soul, destroys the balance, subverts the order of things! But the sun came back to spring, the seasons are alternated, life has resumed flowing ... but the executioner did not deal with us. We feel given the responsibility of the witnesses, we are so into the problem that it is as if we had been there, hell, we can not remain silent, because we feel we were born for this, called in to perform this painful but sacred mandato.Noi cast our fingers on the harp and sing the song of 14,900 children Terezin massacred
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