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Arbetlosemarsch

Ejns, tswej, draj, fir
Arbetlose senen mir
Nisht gehert chadoschim lang
In farbrik dem hammer-klang
′S lign kejlim kalt, fargesn
'S nemt der sschawer sej schoj fresn
Gejen mir arum in gas
Wi di g′wirim pust-un-pas
Wi di g'wirim pust-un-pas
Ejns, tswej, draj, fir
Arbetlose senen mir
On a beged, on a hejm
Undser bet is erd un lejm
Hat noch wer wos tsu genisn
Tajt men sich mit jedn bisn
Waser wi di g'wirim wajn
Gisn mir in sich arajn
Gisn mir in sich arajn
Ejns, tswej, draj, fir
Arbetlose senen mir
Jorn lang gearbet schwer
Un geschaft alts mer un mer
Hajser, schleser, schtet un lender
Far a hojfele farschwender
Undser lojn derfar is wos?
Hunger, nojt un arbetlos
Hunger, nojt un arbetlos
Ejns, tswej, draj, fir
Ot asoj marschirn mir
Arbetlose, schrit noch schrit
Un mir singen sich a lid
Fun a land, a welt a naje
Wu es lebn mentschn fraje
Arbetlos is kejn schum hant
In dem najen frajen land
In dem najen frajen land

The March of the Unemployed

One, two, three, four
We are unemployed, my dear
For months we've not worked
The factory's silent, it jerks
Machines lie cold and forgotten
Hunger gnaws at our bellies
We roam the streets like ghosts
Like shadows we wander, exhausted
Like shadows we wander, exhausted
One, two, three, four
We are unemployed, my love
Without clothes, without a home
Our bed is the ground and loam
If someone has something to eat
We share it every time we meet
Water like wine, my darling
We pour it inside us
We pour it inside us
One, two, three, four
We are unemployed, my sweet
Worked hard for years, it's true
Creating more and more anew
Palaces, castles, towns, and lands
For a few wasteful hands
And our reward for all this,
Hunger, need, joblessness
Hunger, need, joblessness
One, two, three, four
So now we march, my dear
Unemployed, step by step
And we sing a song of hope
Of a new land, a world we crave
Where people live in freedom
Unemployed is not a shame
In this new land we claim
In this new land we claim