Dick Gaughan
Dick Gaughan
Dick Gaughan
Dick Gaughan
Dick Gaughan
Dick Gaughan
Dick Gaughan
Dick Gaughan
Dick Gaughan
Dick Gaughan
Dick Gaughan
Alternately titled “Prisoner 562,” this was written by Ostfriesland poet Oswald Andrae as “Dat Leed van den Häftling Nr. 562” about Nobel Peace Prize winner Carl von Ossietzky, it was given attention by Dick Gaughan.
Half a thousand, half a hundred
Six times two, pick up your pen
Child, my child, count it up now
That's the number that I mean
It's a number, just a number
Count it up, child, while you can
Understand it, and remember
It's the number they gave a man
It's a number, just a number
One of hundreds, a sign of shame
Each man's jacket had a number
Men had numbers, none had names
Hitler's system took their freedom
Took them prisoner, one by one
For the courage of their convictions
They were tortured, gassеd and burned
They took communist, they took pacifist
They took social democrat
Jew and Christian all were prisoner
In the concentration camp
To the camp of Esterwegen
Listen child and understand
They took Carl von Ossietsky
And broke his body - but not his mind
In Berlin upon the 4th of May
19 hundred and 38
The Gestapo with its treatment
Signed his death certificate
Five-six-two his prison number
Listen, child, I beg you please
Keep in mind, always remember
He got the Nobel Prize for Peace
In the struggle against injustice
He fought hard and he fought long
Child - remember Ossietsky
Peace won't come by words alone
Prisoner was written by .
I had the privilege of spending several evenings talking with Oswald and he was a fascinating man. He also translated the poetry of Robert Burns directly from Scots into Nieder, or Platt, Deutsch.