My hotel in Amsterdam feels a bit like the Overlook Hotel in "The Shining" - not an unpleasant feeling, slightly apocalyptic, but we get used to the Apocalypse.
It's time for one of my mother's favorite songs "Die Moorsoldaten" (Peat Bog Soldiers) - the song was written and sung by (mainly) political prisoners in nazi labour camps in Lower Saxony.
Here you can listen to the song.
And if you don't want to listen at least read these lines:
'Doch für uns gibt es kein Klagen
Ewig kann's nicht Winter sein!
Einmal werden froh wir sagen:
Heimat du bist wieder mein!'