When they came for us, tell me, what did you do?
When you sat on the wall, was it just for the view?
Did you hide in the church? Did you crouch in the pew?
When they handed out guns, did you stand in the queue?
When they screamed for our blood, were you one of the crew?
When they came for us, tell me, what did you do?

When you heard all their lies, did you think it was true?
Or that that which they threatened they’d never see through?
Were you idle and mute as the cruelty grew?
Did you turn a blind eye as the bullets flew?
Did you think you could always say: ”I never knew”?
When they came for us, tell me, what did you do?

Did you think that this loathing could never touch you?
That all those who died would be “getting their due”?
Did you think you’d survive; you’d be one of the few?
Did you think you’d be safe, because you’re not a Jew?
When they’ve finished with us they’ll come for you too!
When they come for you, tell me: what will you do?