“永远团结，工会给我们力量……”
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“永远团结，工会给我们力量……” 他从十米高的脚手架跌落，他被埋在塌方的矿井， 一个工人有一千种死法，和一个墓穴 沉默的工友们在一起，沉痛地给他送行 响起了老人自豪而沙哑的声音： “同志们，我们歌唱给他送行” 我们团结在这里，为死去的无名工人， 建一座纪念碑， 同志们，我们歌唱给他们送行。 他们死于这永不停息的斗争，死于打手的子弹和黑皮的警棍， 死于汞蒸气，磷化物和肺病， 同志们，我们歌唱给他们送行。 他们从潮头的船只掉落，上面飘着老板的方便旗， 他们撞上集装箱，起重机和绞车然后死去， 同志们，我们歌唱给他们送行。 我们团结在这里，为死去的无名工人， 建一座纪念碑， 同志们，我们歌唱给他们送行。 裂开的高炉发出致命的吼声，蒸汽、铁水和石灰烧焦了厂房， 遗属却输给老板的法律， 同志们，我们歌唱给他们送行。 他们撞上火车车钩，死前痛苦无比， 他们在锅炉爆炸中尸骨无存， 同志们，我们歌唱给他们送行。 我们团结在这里，为死去的无名工人， 建一座纪念碑， 同志们，我们歌唱给他们送行。 女工的眼睛在织机和缫丝机间失明，双手在打字机上瘫痪， 死于贫困时周身满是垃圾， 同志们，我们歌唱给她们送行。 我们为他们送上迟到的敬意，唱一首他们生前的工会歌 歌声如惊雷，闪电划过黑夜 同志们，我们歌唱给他们送行。 我们团结在这里，为死去的无名工人， 建一座纪念碑， 同志们，我们歌唱给他们送行。 “当工会的斗志通过工人的血燃烧起来， 太阳下没有东西可以抗衡， 世间什么最渺小，就是个体 但工会给我们力量” |
The Unknown WorkerA Song by John Warner©2010 John Warner Solidarity for ever, for the union makes us strong [solo, unaccompanied] He has fallen from the scaffolding ten metres high, He was crushed in a rockfall where the miners lie, In any of the thousand ways that workers die, And they've dug him a grave in the loam. And his silent mates gathered on that day, Awkward and sad to send him on his way, But gruff and proud. hear the old man say, Right, comrades, let's sing him home. And we gather here in solidarity, To make a cenotaph of memory for the unknown fallen of industry, Right, comrades, let's sing them home. They've died in the struggles that never cease, From the bullets and batons of the thugs and police, Of mercury, phosphorus and lung disease, Right , comrades, let's sing them home. They fell from the derricks on the heaving tide, Under flags of convenience where the owners lied, Crushed by container, crane or winch they died Right , comrades, let's sing them home. And we gather here in solidarity ... Where the furnace split with a deadly roar, Where steam, steel and lime seared the cast house floor, And families lost to the corporation law, Right, comrades, lets sing them home. Crushed by couplings on a shunting train, Their last conscious minutes of brutal pain, Dead in a boiler burst where nought remains, Right comrades, lets sing them home. And we gather here in solidarity ... Women who lost eyesight at the loom and spool, Whose hands lost sensation in the typing pool, Who were garbage flung aside when poverty was cruel, Right, comrades, lets sing them home. Pay them the homage that's ages overdue, Sing them a union song that once they knew, Rising like a thunder-cloud, white against blue, Right, comrades, let's sing them home And we gather here in solidarity, To make a cenotaph of memory for the unknown fallen of industry, Right, comrades, let's sing them home. [repeat last line] When the union's inspiration through the workers' blood shall run... Notes Many thanks to John Warner fr permission to add this song to the Union Songs collection. Visit John's website at http://www.folkjohnwarner.com Find more John Warner songs on this site. Visit John on the web at: www.folkjohnwarner.com |