I remember for the silent shadows, left behind in Germany
The pain I never knew, returns to haunt me once again
Staring at the face of God, I ask myself tonight
"Where are they now, the spirits of he ones who bore the shame?"

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I see my grandmother's eyes
In my face in the mirror
She is water for my roots
So I can flower in the sun
And my leaves gather light
That will see us through the darkeness
My memories will guide me
To the future we've begun

From Dusseldorf to Paso Robles, Sicily to Syracuse
My father and my mother, reached the California shore
My brothers and my sister, and our lovers and our children
Make our own ways that will mingle, with a thousand million more

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What reason can there be, for all the lives cut short in horror
The doctors and the and the farmers, poets and the cooks
Who were slaughtered in the, ditches, who are bittersweet survivors
If we see them with our hearts, can we be strong enought to look?

I remember, I exult in this day
And I remember-- love is my beacon
I remember, I can stand for the day
I remember for my grandmother's eyes

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