Wednesday, May 03, 2006

When I was small, and christmas trees were tall,

We used to love while others used to play.

Don’t ask me why, but time has passed us by,

Some one else moved in from far away.

Lyrics from an old song ....but not appropriate for todays issues...lets look for a more fitting theme.

Into the streets May First,
Into the roaring Square
Shake the midtown towers,
Shatter the downtown air.
Come with a storm of banners.
Come with an earthquake tread.
Bells hurl out of your belfries.
Red flag, leap out your red.
Out of the shops and factories
Up with the sickle and hammer.
Comrades, these are our tools:
A song and a banner.

From our hearts roll song,
Banner leap up and be free
Song and banner together.
Down with the bourgeoisie.
Sweep the city forward.
Today is a barricade.
We hurl the bright bomb of the sun,
The moon like a hand grenade.
Pour forth like a second flood.
Thunder the alps of the air.
Subways, roar out our millions.
Comrades, into the square.

Copland's setting won the Workers Music League/New Masses May Day song competition.
Blitzstein's music was later used, with new words, in the Memorial Day Parade that opens
Act II of Leonard Lehrman's completion of his opera, Sacco and Vanzetti.

1 comment:

martin said...

..thought this sang the bee gees..?
anyway, photos with a message, really good