Translated by A. Z. Foreman - d**h Fugue lyrics

Black milk of daybreak we drink it come evening we drink it come midday come morning we drink it come night we drink it and drink it we spade out a grave in the air there it won't feel so tight A man lives at home who plays with the vipers he writes he writes in the German-born nightfall the gold of your hair Margarete he writes it and steps out of doors and the stars are aglitter he whistles his hounds out he whistles his Jews off has them spade out a grave in the ground he orders us play up for the dance Black milk of daybreak we drink you come night we drink you come midday come morning we drink you come evening we drink you and drink you A man lives at home who plays with the vipers he writes he writes in the German-born nightfall the gold of your hair Margarete the ash of your hair Shulamith we spade out a grave in the air there it won't feel so tight He yells you there dig deeper and you there sing and play He grabs the nightstick at his belt and swings it his eyes are so blue You there dig deeper and you there play loud for the dance Black milk of daybreak we drink you come night We drink you come midday come morning we drink you come evening We drink you and drink you a man lives at home the gold of your hair Margarete the ash of your hair Shulamith he plays with the vipers he yells play sweeter for d**h d**h is a German-born master yells scrape the strings darker you'll rise through the air like smoke and have a grave in the clouds there it won't feel so tight Black milk of daybreak we drink you come night we drink you come midday d**h is a German-born master We drink you come evening come morning we drink you and drink you d**h is a German-born master his eye is so blue He shoots with lead bullets he shoots you his aim is so true a man lives at home the gold of your hair Margarete he lets his hounds loose on us grants us a grave in the air he plays with his vipers and dreams a dream d**h is a German-born master The gold of your hair Margarete The ash of your hair Shulamith