I Dreamed I Saw Joe Hill Last Night

Alfred Hayes

Originale

ISLANDESE / ICELANDIC

I DREAMED I SAW JOE HILL LAST NIGHT I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night, Alive as you and me. Says I "But Joe, you're ten years dead" "I never died" said he, "I never died" said he. "In Salt Lake, Joe," says I to him, him standing by my bed, "They framed you on a murder charge," Says Joe, "But I ain't dead," Says Joe, "But I ain't dead." "The Copper Bosses killed you Joe, they shot you Joe" says I. "Takes more than guns to kill a man" Says Joe "I didn't die" Says Joe "I didn't die" And standing there as big as life and smiling with his eyes. Says Joe "What they can never kill went on to organize, went on to organize" From San Diego up to Maine, in every mine and mill, where working-men defend their rights, it's there you find Joe Hill, it's there you find Joe Hill! I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night, alive as you and me. Says I "But Joe, you're ten years dead" "I never died" said he, "I never died" said he.

JOE HILL Mig dreymdi ínótt ég sá Joe Hill, hinn sanna verkamann. “En þú ert löngu látinn, Joe?” “Ég lifi”, sagði hann, “Ég lifi”, sagði hann. “í Salt Lake City”, sagði ég, “þar sátu auðsins menn og dæmdu þig að sínum sið.” “Þú sérð ég lifi enn, þú sérð ég lifi enn.” “En Joe, þeir myrtu”, mælti ég, “þeir myrtu – skutu þig.” “Þeim dugar ekki drápsvél nein. Þeir drepa aldrei mig, þeir drepa aldrei mig.” Sem lífsins björk svo beinn hann stóð, og blikið úr augumsló. “Þeir skutu”, sagð' ann, “skutu mig. Enn skot er ekki nog, enn skot er ekki nog.” “Joe Hill deyr aldrei!”, sagði hann, “í sál hvers verkamanns, hann kveikti ljós, sem logar skært. Þar lifir arfur hans, þar lifir arfur hans.” Frá Íslandi til Asíu, frá afdal út á svið, þeir berjast yfir betri tíð. Ég berst við þeirra hlið, ég berst við þeirra hlið. Mig dreymdi ínótt ég sá Joe Hill, hinn sanna verkamann. “En þú ert löngu látinn, Joe?” “Ég lifi”, sagði hann, “Ég lifi”, sagði hann.