Paroles de Bread and Roses

As we go marching, marching In the beauty of the day A million darkened kitchens A thousand mill lofts grey Are touched with all the radiance That a sudden sun discloses For the people hear us singing Bread and roses, bread and roses As we go marching, marching We battle too for men For they are womens children And we mother them again Our lives shall not be sweetened From birth until life closes Hearts starve as well as bodies Give us bread, but give us roses As we go marching, marching We bring the greater days For the rising of the women Means the rising of the race No more the drudge and idler Ten that toil where one reposes But the sharing of lifes glories Bread and roses, bread and roses