Black milk of daybreak we drink it at evening
we drink it at midday and morning we drink it at night
we drink and we drink
we shovel a grave in the air where you won’t lie too cramped
A man lives in the house he plays with his vipers he writes
he writes it and steps out of doors and the stars are all sparkling he whistles his hounds to stay close
he whistles his Jews into rows has them shovel a grave in the ground
he commands us play up for the dance
Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night
we drink you at morning and midday we drink you at evening
we drink and we drink
A man lives in the house plays with his vipers he wirtes
he writes when it grows dark to Deutschland your golden hair Maragereta
Your ashen hair Shulamith we shovel a grave in the air
where you won’t lie too cramped
He shouts dig this earth deeper you lot there you others sing up and play
he grabs for the rod in his belt he swings it his eyes are so blue
stick your spades deeper you lot there you others play on for the dancing
Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night
we drink you at midday and morning we drink you at evening
we drink and we drink
a man lives in the house your goldenes Haar Margareta
your aschenes Haar Shulamith he plays with his vipers
He shouts play death more sweetly this Death is a master from Deutschland
he shouts scrape your strings darker you’ll rise up as smoke to the sky
you’ll then have a grave in the clouds where you won’t lie too cramped
Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night
we drink you at midday Death is a master aus Deutschland
we drink you at evening and morning we drink and we drink
this Death is ein Meister aus Deutschland his eye it is blue
he shoots you with shot made of lead shoots you level and true
a man lives in the house your goldenes Haar Margarete
he looses his hounds un us grants us a grave in the air
he plays with his vipers and daydreams der Tod ist ein Meister aus Deutschland
dein goldenes Haar Margarete
\dein aschenes Haar Sulamith
Thanks for sharing this, Quill
Man I knew I should have majored in poetry instead of film, ah well, still time, might go back for a 4th degree.
cheers,
Jess
You
won’t be making much money with a degree in poesy, jess. thank you!
If money was my chief concern
would I be spending over 30 hours a week on this site?
I work 25 hours a week on a shop clerks wage and as long as I can eat, pay my rent and get in a bit of culture and fine food and wine occasionally I regard myself as a rich man.
cheers,
Jess
Wow
didn’t really know any of that. thanks for sharing. i was just kidding about the money thing.
and
if you majored in film i must tell you before anything is even said, and tell you with conviction: citizen kane was NOT the best movie ever made! not even close, actually! :) best
LOL
I agree, although I would also agree with most of the major critics that “Les Enfant du Paradis” is in the top ten.
Actually my thesis was on the relationships between film and poetry. Featured Jim Jarmusch and George Greenough. I think Jarmusch is the only working film-maker I have seen who consciously uses prosodic structure in his films.
cheers,
Jess