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The Rape And Pillage Of The Land Of Queen Tricia

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Oh, you will take it lying down, lying down on a cross, and you will like it:devil:
here is the story about poor shannon told in in snaps by good old Welsh Web
 

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Indeed WW was a good photographer and his Shannon a willing and great model
 

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Much more retro than that. Kurt Weill from Weimar Germany. The Threepenny Opera.
Lyrics by Bertold Brecht, sung by Kurt Weill's then wife Lotte Lenya - the original was of course a fierce satire against Hitler, English-language versions are watered down and prettified

 
Lyrics by Bertold Brecht, sung by Kurt Weill's then wife Lotte Lenya - the original was of course a fierce satire against Hitler, English-language versions are watered down and prettified


Ooops! :(
 
Lyrics by Bertold Brecht, sung by Kurt Weill's then wife Lotte Lenya - the original was of course a fierce satire against Hitler, English-language versions are watered down and prettified

I once saw a performance that claimed to have translated the lyrics faithfully. My German is too weak for me to be sure, but it was definitely much racier than the cover versions.
 
This rather over-literal translation is around on the net -
Brecht's original poem had nearly a dozen verses, I think about half are sung in The Threepenny Opera -
in 1928 most people regarded the newly re-formed Nazi party as a small fringe group,
Brecht presciently warned how a ruthless leader operating in the shadows of a chaotic,
economically collapsing society could spread fear and hatred, targetting despised groups,
whether wealthy Jews or degraded prostitutes-
Doch man sieht nur die im Lichte
Die im Dunklen sieht man nicht

[English Translation]
Courtesy of Hildegard Knef

And the shark, he has teeth
And he wears them in his face
And MacHeath, he has a knife
But the knife you don't see

On a beautiful blue Sunday
Lies a dead man on the Strand
And a man goes around the corner
Whom they call Mack the Knife

And Schmul Meier is missing
And many a rich man
And his money has Mack the Knife,
On whom they can't pin anything.

Jenny Towler was found
With a knife in her chest
And on the wharf walks Mack the Knife,
Who knows nothing about all this.

And the minor-aged widow,
Whose name everyone knows,
Woke up and was violated
Mack, what was your price?

And some are in the darkness
And the others in the light
But you only see those in the light
Those in the darkness you don't see

But you only see those in the light
Those in the darkness you don't see
 
This rather over-literal translation is around on the net -
Brecht's original poem had nearly a dozen verses, I think about half are sung in The Threepenny Opera -
in 1928 most people regarded the newly re-formed Nazi party as a small fringe group,
Brecht presciently warned how a ruthless leader operating in the shadows of a chaotic,
economically collapsing society could spread fear and hatred, targetting despised groups,
whether wealthy Jews or degraded prostitutes-
Doch man sieht nur die im Lichte
Die im Dunklen sieht man nicht

[English Translation]
Courtesy of Hildegard Knef

And the shark, he has teeth
And he wears them in his face
And MacHeath, he has a knife
But the knife you don't see

On a beautiful blue Sunday
Lies a dead man on the Strand
And a man goes around the corner
Whom they call Mack the Knife

And Schmul Meier is missing
And many a rich man
And his money has Mack the Knife,
On whom they can't pin anything.

Jenny Towler was found
With a knife in her chest
And on the wharf walks Mack the Knife,
Who knows nothing about all this.

And the minor-aged widow,
Whose name everyone knows,
Woke up and was violated
Mack, what was your price?

And some are in the darkness
And the others in the light
But you only see those in the light
Those in the darkness you don't see

But you only see those in the light
Those in the darkness you don't see

An anti-Nazi statement ... interesting ... thanks for posting this Eul!
 
ISP is acting badly ...
This may be a repost elsewhere....


She best did to impress the barbarian Tree as he could have had as much satisfaction jerking his own member with his left hand (he is right-handed)! Old Slave shows up in his chamber and asks “It is really a good idea crucifying Queen Tricia and her courtesans?”

“You begin to annoy me Old Slave. I have crucified every other leader I vanquished” Tree says as he drinks his wine.

tree suave.jpg

“I realize that, m’lord, but she is a woman” Old Slave protests.

“I may be drunk but I am not blind! What is your point?” Tree demands.

“Would you not do better installing Queen Tricia as the governess of the land to quell any rebellion and let her collect a tax for you?”

“I have already found her vault and much of the treasures she has plundered are already heading back to Ylati. This land is worth nothing except its trade route and we control that already. I fancy seeing her naked ass crucified. Besides wouldn’t I be accused of favoring a woman over the other scum? Do you want me to show a weakness to be exploited?”

“It could be enjoyable, Master Tree” Old Slave says.

“I told you I don’t want to be called ‘Master’ and I would prefer to know your name” Tree belches.

“I one of your rare moments of lucidity I told you I was enslaved as child and do not remember my given name. Kill the bitch if you wish but please do not bring up my childhood again!”

He glares angrily at Old Slave but says “Remind me if I cross that line again, my friend.”

Tree
 
She best did to impress the barbarian Tree as he could have had as much satisfaction jerking his own member with his left hand (he is right-handed)! Old Slave shows up in his chamber and asks “It is really a good idea crucifying Queen Tricia and her courtesans?”

Oh Tree, you must be drunk!!! Your left hand couldn't hold a candle to the ways I could pleasure you. I suggest you stop drinking your cheap wine and try again.
 
Oh Tree, you must be drunk!!! Your left hand couldn't hold a candle to the ways I could pleasure you. I suggest you stop drinking your cheap wine and try again.

We shall see... perhaps Tree will let you try again but what assurances you have you would not be crucified anyway... He is a bit of jerk...

e128065c0e1379c8c4ae8c6a1aa5489b.jpg Tricia I can assure you he is not a jerk ... pretty nice guy actually (when he is sober;)) ... but I can also assure you that he will make sure that you will end up nailed naked to a cross before this story is over. That's our Tree :)
 
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