Arbetloser Marsch
Ejns, tswej, draj, fir,
arbetlose senen mir,
nischt 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 gewirim pust-un-pas,
wi di gewirim pust-un-pas.
Ejns, tswej, draj, fir,
arbetlos 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
Jobless March
One, two, three, four,
we're jobless, that's for sure,
not heard a damn thing long
in the factory, the hammer's song,
it's freezing cold, forgotten,
it takes the heavy toll, rotten,
we wander 'round the street,
like the wind, we can't be beat,
like the wind, we can't be beat.
One, two, three, four,
we're jobless, that's for sure,
on a bench, without a home,
our bed is dirt and loam,
if anyone's got something to eat,
we share it with everyone we meet,
just like the wine we drink,
we're lost in our own stink,
we're lost in our own stink.