Cole Porter´s Day and Night by Fred Astaire & Ginger Rogers

Like the beat beat beat of the tom-tom
When the jungle shadows fall
Like the tick tick tock of the stately clock
As it stands against the wall
Like the drip drip drip of the raindrops
When the summer shower is through
So a voice within me keeps repeating
You, you, you
Night and day, you are the one
Only you beneath the moon or under the sun
Whether near to me, or far
It's no matter darling where you are
I think of you
Day and night, night and day, why is it so
That this longing for you follows wherever I go
In the roaring traffic's boom
In the silence of my lonely room
I think of you
Day and night, night and day
Under the hide of me
There's an oh such a hungry yearning burning inside of me
And this torment won't be through
Until you let me spend my life making love to you
Day and night, night and day

Billie Holiday Strange fruit. (subtitulado español)

Southern trees bear strange fruit,
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,
Black body swinging in the Southern breeze,
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant South,
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,
Scent of magnolia sweet and fresh,
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh!

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the tree to drop,
Here is a strange and bitter crop.

March of The Jobless Corps - Daniel Kahn and The Painted Bird

Daniel Kahn and The Painted Bird es un grupo instalado en Detroit, su repertorio es de música que denominan "punk cabaret, raddical Yiddish song Gothic American folk and Klezmer Danse Macabre".
En el video insertado tocan el tema "March of The Jobless Corps", un poema original en Yiddish creado por Mordecai Gebirtig (1877-1942), poeta judío que nacio y murio en Krakovia por una bala Nazi en el Ghetto durante el Martes Sangriento.
Espero que les guste tanto como a mí.

Letra en Inglés:

one, two, three, four
join the marching jobless corps
no work in the factory
no more manufacturing
every tool is broke and rusted
every wheel and window busted
through the city streets we go
idle as a CEO
idle as a CEO

one, two, three, four
join the marching jobless corps
we don’t have to pay no rent
sleeping in a camping tent
dumpster diving don’t take money
every bite is shared with twenty
let the yuppies have their wine
bread and water suit us fine
bread and water suit us fine

Versión original en Yiddish


Sobre Daniel Kahn and The Painted Bird


Sobre Mordecai Gebirtig