Part 2 - Cry For Help

'Final Solution' has taken flight

To the gas chambers I'm forced

Moved from homes to Hungary

Now on a death march they coursed

A man of honor and elegance

I refuse to shed a tear

About to take my final breath

My face portrays no fear

I dare not cry for help

Indifferent is how I stand

We're mudered in collaboration

And no one lifs a hand

With my chin touching my chest

I cannot see the sky

As if angels sent from Heaven

To me my rescuers fly

Introduced as Hannah Szenes

A parachutist ever clandestine

My silent prayers answered

By the help sent from Palestine

Hand in hand we flee the scene

A weight lifted from my chest

Hurry now we'll waste no time

She'll help me save the rest

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