If Freedom's road seems rough and hard,
And strewn with rocks and thorns,
Then put your wooden shoes on, pard,
And you won't hurt your corns.
To organize and teach, no doubt,
Is very good -- that's true,
But still we can't succeed without
The Good Old Wooden Shoe.
And strewn with rocks and thorns,
Then put your wooden shoes on, pard,
And you won't hurt your corns.
To organize and teach, no doubt,
Is very good -- that's true,
But still we can't succeed without
The Good Old Wooden Shoe.
envoyé par Bernart Bartleby - 28/10/2014 - 15:31
Questo dovrebbe essere il testo completo della canzone, sull'aria del "coro dei gitani", dal secondo atto de "Il trovatore" di Giuseppe Verdi.
LIBERTY FOREVER
We broke the yoke of a pitiless class,
And we burst all asunder our bonds and chains;
Our organization will win when it strikes,
And no more shall a king or a crown remain
United fast are we with bonds that naught can sever;
Long, loud and clear and far our battle cry rings ever
Liberty for aye and aye! Liberty for ever!
Shall be our battle cry.
If Freedom's road seems rough and hard,
And strewn with rocks and thorns,
Then put your wooden shoes on, pard,
And you won't hurt your corns,
To organize and teach, no doubt,
Is very good--that's true,
But still we can't succeed without
The Good Old Wooden Shoe.
LIBERTY FOREVER
We broke the yoke of a pitiless class,
And we burst all asunder our bonds and chains;
Our organization will win when it strikes,
And no more shall a king or a crown remain
United fast are we with bonds that naught can sever;
Long, loud and clear and far our battle cry rings ever
Liberty for aye and aye! Liberty for ever!
Shall be our battle cry.
If Freedom's road seems rough and hard,
And strewn with rocks and thorns,
Then put your wooden shoes on, pard,
And you won't hurt your corns,
To organize and teach, no doubt,
Is very good--that's true,
But still we can't succeed without
The Good Old Wooden Shoe.
Bernart Bartleby - 21/4/2015 - 10:44
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Versi di Joel Emmanuel Hägglund, meglio noto come Joe Hill, pubblicati nell’edizione del 1914 del “Little Red Songbook” dell’Industrial Workers of the World (IWW). La musica non è nota.
Mi sembra evidente che questa celebrazione del “buon vecchio zoccolo di legno”, il sabot, non sia altro che l’invito a considerare come forma di lotta contro potenti ed affamatori, quando necessaria, il “buon vecchio sabotaggio”.
Prima ancora del gatto nero incazzato, disegnato da Ralph Chaplin per l’IWW, uno dei simboli dell’anarcosindacalismo era infatti lo zoccolo di legno, il sabot, che – chissà un po’ come – durante le proteste finiva frequentemente negli ingranaggi dei telai…