Into Hitler's Europe
It hangs there in the closet - there in silent repose.
It hangs there, wishing it could tell us of the men that it knew; even as I gaze at it, wishing the very same thing.
It hangs there in the closet - there in silent repose.
It hangs there, wishing it could tell us of the men that it knew; even as I gaze at it, wishing the very same thing.