Nine Eleven - Rose Schneiderman - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

ROSE SCHNEIDERMAN

“Too much blood has been spilled. I know so much it’s up to the workers to save themselves. (And) the only way they can save themselves is by a strong working-class sedition

I’d betray these poor burned bodies if I came here to talk with friendly words.

The old Inquisition had its rack and its thumbscrews and its instruments of torture with iron teeth.

Every week I must learn of the untimely death of one of my sister workers.

The life of men and women is so cheap and property is so sacred.

There are so many of us for one job it matters little if…ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY SIX of us are burned to death.

You have some dollars for the sorrowing mothers, brothers and sisters by way of a charity gift.

But every time the workers come out in the only way they know to protest against conditions which are unbearable, the strong hand of the law beats us back…

Too much blood has been spilled. I know so much it’s up to the workers to save themselves. (And) the only way they can save themselves is by a strong working-class sedition”