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VOLKSLIEDHELDEN © 2005 NARISH
Ein Stück Tiroler Geschichte goes Blues. Obwohl die Habsburger die Tiroler 2x verkauft und verraten hatten, halten Sie Ihnen
immer noch die Treue. In diesem Lied treffen sich Andreas Hofer, irische Wiederstandskämpfer und Eleanor Marx (Tochter von Karl Marx) auf einander
As down the glen one Easter morn to a city fair rode I Their armed lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by
No pipe did hum no battle drum did sound it’s sweet tattoo The Angelus bells o’er the Liffey swell rang out through the foggy dew.
I dreamed of Eleanor last night alive as you and me
Says I, “But girl, you’re ten years dead!” – “I never died,” said she. “From London’s East end to the Seine, in every fact’ry hell Where workers strike and organize,” says she, “you’ll find me well.”
On Christmas Eve on Easter morn or any other day The working and the marching men are heroes, so we say
They fight they die they organize, their lives don’t last to long And when they’re gone they’ll stay with us in a legend or a song.
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