Silence, desolation, dark night
the sky is sombre, heavy with silence!
The lullaby of the dead flutters in the air!
From these stones, grey stones,
from every ruin, from shattered comedians,
exhales desperation of blood and tears.
My spirit entangles itself in the barbed wire
and my soul clings on to the bars,
prisoner in an enemy house!
Who am I? No one! Who are you? No one!
You Sinti who are you? No one! Only shadows,
fog! Fog that by habit remains
a prisoner of the biggest infamy
in the history of man!
Translated by Katie Hepworth