Black milk of daybreak we drink it at sundown
Black milk of daybreak we drink it at nightfall
we drink it at noon in the morning we drink it at night
we drink it at noon in the morning we drink it at night
we drink and we drink it
we drink it and drink it
we dig a grave in the breezes there one lies unconfined
we are digging a grave in the sky it is ample to lie there
A man lives in the house he plays with the serpents he writes
A man in the house he plays with the serpents he writes
he writes when dusk falls to Germany your golden hair Margarete
he writes when the night falls to Germany your golden hair Margarete
he writes it and steps out of doors and the stars are flashing he whistles his pack out
he writes it and walks from the house the stars glitter he whistles his dogs up
he whistles his Jews out in earth has them dig for a grave
he whistles his Jews out and orders a grave to be dug in the earth
he commands us strike up for the dance
he commands us strike up for the dance
Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night
Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night
we drink in the morning at noon we drink you at sundown
we drink you in the morning at noon we drink you at nightfall
we drink and we drink you
drink you and drink you
A man lives in the house he plays with the serpents he writes
A man in the house he plays with the serpents he writes
he writes when dusk falls to Germany your golden hair Margarete
he writes when the night falls to Germany your golden hair Margarete
your ashen hair Shulamith we dig a grave in the breezes there one lies unconfined.
Your ashen hair Shulamith we are digging a grave in the sky it is
ample to lie there
He calls out jab deeper into the earth you lot you others sing now and play
he grabs at the iron in his belt he waves it his eyes are blue
He shouts stab deeper in earth you there and you others you sing and you play
jab deeper you lot with your spades you others play on for the dance
he grabs at the iron in his belt and swings it and blue are his eyes
stab deeper your spades you there and you others play on for the dancing
Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night
we drink you at noon in the morning we drink you at sundown
Black milk of daybreak we drink you at nightfall
we drink you and we drink you
we drink you at noon in the mornings we drink you at nightfall
a man lives in the house your golden hair Margarete
drink you and drink you
your ashen hair Shulamith he plays with the serpents
a man in the house your golden hair Margarete
your ashen hair Shulamith he plays with the serpents
He calls out more sweetly play death death is a master from Germany
he calls out more darkly now stroke your strings then as smoke you will rise into air
He shouts play sweeter death's music death comes as a master from Germany
then a grave you will have in the clouds there one lies unconfined
he shouts stroke darker the strings and as smoke you shall climb to the sky
then you'll have a grave in the clouds it is ample to lie there
Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night
we drink you at noon death is a master from Germany
Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night
we drink you at sundown and in the morning we drink and we drink you
we drink you at noon death comes as a master from Germany
death is a master from Germany his eyes are blue
we drink you at nightfall and morning we drink you and drink you
he strikes you with leaden bullets his aim is true
a master from Germany death comes with eyes that are blue
a man lives in the house your golden hair Margarete
with a bullet of lead he will hit in the mark he will hit you
he sets his pack on to us he grants us a grave in the air
a man in the house your golden hair Margarete
he plays with the serpents and daydreams death is a master from Germany
he hunts us down with his dogs in the sky he gives us a grave
he plays with the serpents and dreams death comes as a master from Germany
your golden hair Margarete
your ashen hair Shulamith
your golden hair Margarete
your ashen hair Shulamith