For all of those who died in WWII, on both sides, for a death is a tragedy—no matter what nationality you are.

It lasted from the first of September

To the eighth of May.

Tell them "We will always remember,"

Hold them in our hearts, and for them we pray.

Blinded by propaganda and hate,

Little German boys eagerly wanted to fight.

To serve their country—they just couldn't wait;

At thirteen years old, he died in the night.

Caught in a time when it was a crime to be a Jew;

Illegal to wander about in the flowers.

Taken away from everything they knew—

Just to be killed in the showers.

The emperor commands; he obeys.

Not old enough to drive, but he is a kamikaze.

Killing anyone who turns away,

Drowning them out at sea.

Blood drips from his mouth,

"I tried to help," were words from his heart,

The Allies tried to help them out,

But just shook their heads saying:

"How could this war start?"

It lasted from the first of September

To the eighth of May.

Tell them "We will always remember,"

Hold them in our hearts, and for them we pray.