Ballade von der Judenhure Marie Saunders歌词

作词 : Bertolt Brecht
作曲 : Hanns Eisler
In Nuremberg they made a law
Giving women cause to weep,
Who had been sleeping with a wrong man.
And people crouching in the tenements
And hear the beating of drums.
God above, could there be something wrong tonight?
Listen, here it comes:
Marie Sanders, does your boyfriend have raven hair?
If so, you better had made sure, this is the end of the affair.
And people crouching in the tenements
And hear the beating of drums.
God above, could there be something wrong tonight?
Listen, here it comes:
Mutter, gib mir den Schlüssel
Es ist alles halb so schlimm.
Der Mond schaut aus wie immer.
Das Fleisch schlägt auf in den Vorstädten
Die Trommeln schlagen mit Macht
Gott im Himmel, wenn sie etwas vorhätten,
Wäre es heute nacht.
And at nine one morning
She walks through the city in a slip,
With a board around her neck, her hair shaven,
The crowd jeering, her eyes cold.
And thousands go down and line the street
And hear the beating of drums.
Gott im Himmel, wenn sie etwas vorhätten,
Wäre es heute nacht.
Das Fleisch schlägt auf in den Vorstädten
Die Trommeln schlagen mit Macht
And thousands go down and line the street
And hear the beating of drums.
God above, if people only use their ears,
They will know who it is that they should fight!