She loved the farmyard, played between the manure and the hay
She helped out - even as a child - family was her pay.
She was the seventh, youngest child, and as the youngest often do,
she romped around the fields and loved all who responded.
Everything untroubled
until the report on the radio
It was war, a long way away
Not yet near them in the Sudetenland.
The time went by, she was 16 when consumption took her mother.
As the Russians slowly came nearer her childhood and the war was over,
Kicked out of her homeland into a railway carriage.
And there she stands on the platform
Her life packed into two suitcases
Arrival Germany, 45,
New home urgently sought
She's radiant in the candle-light, so many candles won't fit
on her birthday cake. She says thank-you without words
And the long grown-up children and the grandkids and great-grandkids
They know parts of the story but they know this picture well
The picture of the young woman
And there she stands on the platform
Her life packed into two suitcases
Arrival Germany, 45,
New home urgently sought
She found a homeland at the end of a long, stony road
Arrival Germany, 45, now she is 90
Long may she live.
She speaks only seldom about her experiences, hunger, fear, losing and being lost
Of her husband, who is no longer with her, and how she loved to dance with him
But she never learned to laugh.
She's in her house; at home
She found her homeland at the end of a long, stony road
Today she is 90 - best wishes, all our love.
Long may she live
All the best - long may she live