ANSORGE
They calls it Dreissiger's song, don't they?
JAEGER
I'll read it to you,
MOTHER BAUMERT
Who wrote it?
JAEGER
That's what nobody knows. Now listen.
[He reads, hesitating like a schoolboy, with incorrect accentuation, but unmistakably strong feeling. Despair, suffering, rage, hatred, thirst for revenge, all find utterance.
The justice to us weavers dealt
Is bloody, cruel, and hateful;
Our life's one torture, long drawn out:
For Lynch law we'd be grateful.