It was december, but it was warm inside.
We heated it up with our temperature, body temperature.
One evening the train came to a stop and the door were opened
and there was a terrible screaming. We were shocked.
We didn’t know what’s going on, where we are
and we saw in the distance insymetric lights, but we didn’t know where we are,
what the lights – the thousands of lights were meaning.
We only heard this shouting.
Out we came of this wagons we had to line up,
and there were some people, and I asked one: Where are we?