Tom Hollander - Ballad in Which Macheath Begs All Men for Forgiveness - The Threepenny Opera (Die Dreigroschenoper - Grabschrift) | Текст песни

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• Ballad in Which Macheath Begs All Men for Forgiveness - The Threepenny Opera (Die Dreigroschenoper - Grabschrift)

When I am dead, the world will carry on.
I beg of you, my friends, be tender-hearted.
Be generous about me when I'm gone
It's easy to speak ill of the departed.

The little space we have should be untainted,
With nowhere left to live but in your thoughts.
When none of us as bad as we are painted,
Leave prejudice and vengeance to the courts.

The dead should teach the living what to do,
You pardon me - and I will pardon you.

They'll cut me down and take me to the lab,
The flesh will fall apart beneath the knife
A steaming heap of awful on the slab
That's all that will be left of someone's life.

My deeds were once the terrors of the town,
You lived in fear and trembling of me.
Now someone from the morgue will sluice me down,
The bucket, then the sewer, then the sea.

If that is how the end is going to be,
I'll pardon you - if you will pardon me.

The tramps, the dealers and the pimps,
The disposal men, the pocket-pickers,
The girls

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