另外两个版本的“Sacco和Vanzetti之歌”歌词如下:
La balatta di Sacco e Vanzetti, pt.1- Joan Baez
Give to me your tired and your poor
your huddled masses yearning to breath free
the wretched refuge of your teeming shore
send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me
Blessed are the persecuted
and blessed are the pure in heart
Blessed are the merciful
and blessed are the ones who mourn
The step is hard that tears away the roots
and says goodbye to friends and family
The fathers and the mothers weep, the children cannot comprehend
But when there is a promised land
the brave will go and others follow
The beauty of the human spirit
is the will to try our dreams
And so the masses teemed arcoss the ocean to a land of peace and
hope
but no one heard a voice or saw a light
as they were tumbled onto shore
and none was welcomed by the echo of the phrase
I'll lift my lamp beside the golden door
Blessed are the persecuted
and blessed are the pure in heart
Blessed are the merciful
and blessed are the ones who mourn
La balatta di Sacco e Vanzetti- pt.3- Joan Baez
My son, instead of crying be strong
Be brave and comfort your mother
Don't cry for the tears I wasted
Let not also the years be wasted
Forgive me son for this unjust death
which takes your father from your side
Forgive me all who are my friends
I am with you so do not cry
If mother wants to be distracted
from the sadness and the soulness
you take her for a walk
among the quiet country
and rest beneath the shade of trees
where here and there you gather flowers
Beside the music and the water
there is the peacefulness of nature
She will enjoy it very much
and surely you'll enjoy it too
But sin you must remember
do not use it on yourself
but down yourself one little step
to help the weak ones by your side
Forgive me son for this unjust death
which takes your father from your side
Forgive me all who are my friends
I am with you so do not cry
The weaker ones that cry for help
the persecuted and the victims
they are your friends
and comrades in the fight
and yes they sometimes fall
just like your father
Yes your father and Bartolo
they have fallen
And yesterday the fought and fell
but in the quest for joy and freedom
And in the struggle of this life you'll find
that there is love and sometimes more
Yes in the struggle you will find
that you can lave and be loved also
Forgive me all who are my friends
I am with you
I beg of you, do not cry
这首歌是根据Sacco给儿子所写的信改编。
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