Ich will nicht vergessen [English translation]

When I think of Germany, poems come to mind

Big names resound out of dead stones

And to me, silence is something unknown

I was born here, this is my country

When I think of Germany, I also think of the cries

So much hate, distress and misery come to mind

Then I see the Earth in ashes

I was born here, this is my country

Is it all forgotten, is it all forgotten

Is it all forgotten, everything that it used to be?

I think of Germany, and of you, my child

Of all those born during our time

I think of people on the other side, and here, of them

Who overcome fears with us

I don't want to forget, I don't want to forget

I don't want to forget how it used to be.

What's the truth?