Einheitsfrontlied
Bertolt Brecht3a. United Front Song: La versione inglese di Josh Lucker | |
Song of the United Front | United Front Song |
And just because he's human A man would like a little bit to eat. He wants no bull and a lot of talk, That gives no bread and meat. | We're all human so therefore We must eat before we can think. Fine words are only empty air If we have no food or drink. |
So left, two, three! So left, two, three! To the work that we must do! March on in the Workers' United Front, For you are a worker too! And just because he's human He doesn't like a pistol to his head. He wants no servant under him, And no boss overhead. | So, Left! Right! Left! Then, Left! Right! Left! There's a place, Comrade for you, March with us in the workers' united front; For you are a worker too. We're all human so therefore We'd rather not be trampled underfoot. We want no master over us And no slave under our boot. |
So left, two, three! So left, two, three! To the work that we must do! March on in the Workers' United Front, For you are a worker too! And just because he's a worker His job is all his own. The liberation of the working class Is a job for the worker alone. | So, Left! Right! Left! Then, Left! Right! Left! There's a place, Comrade for you, March with us in the workers' united front; For you are a worker too. We're all worker's so therefore No class can free us but our own; "The emancipation of the working- class Is the task of the workers alone". |
So left, two, three! So left, two, three! To the work that we must do! March on in the Workers' United Front, For you are a worker too! For you are a worker too! | So, Left! Right! Left! Then, Left! Right! Left! There's a place, Comrade for you, March with us in the workers' united front; For you are a worker too. |