Άσμα Ασμάτων [Asma asmaton] [English translation]

How beautiful is my love

With her everyday dress

And with the comb in her hair.

No one knew that she's so beautiful

No one knew that she's so beautiful

No one knew that she's so beautiful.

You girls of Auschwitz,

You Dachau girls,

Have you seen my love, perchance?

Have you seen my love, perchance?

Have you seen my love, perchance?

We saw her on a long journey.

She no longer wore her dress

Nor her comb in her hair.

How beautiful is my love,

Pampered by her loving mother,

And her brother's kisses.

No one knew that she's so beautiful

No one knew that she's so beautiful

No one knew that she's so beautiful.

You girls of Mathausen,

You girls of Belsen,

Have you seen my love, perchance?

Have you seen my love, perchance?

Have you seen my love, perchance?

We saw her standing in the frozen square

With a number on her white arm,

A yellow star over her heart.

How beautiful is my love,

Pampered by her loving mother,

And her brother's kisses.

No one knew that she's so beautiful

No one knew that she's so beautiful

No one knew that she's so beautiful.