Testo Bread And Roses

As we go marching, marching, in the beauty of the dayA million darkened kitchens, a thousand mill lofts greyAre touched with all the radiance that sudden sun disclosesFor the people hear us singing, Bread and Roses, Bread and Roses.As we go marching, marching, we battle too for menFor they are women's children and we mother them againOur lives shall not be sweetened from birth until life closesHearts starve as well as bodies, give us Bread, but give us Roses.As we go marching, marching, we bring the greater daysFor the rising of the women, means the rising of the raceNo more the drudge and idler ten that toil where one reposesBut the sharing of life's glories, Bread and Roses, Bread and Roses.But the sharing of life's glories, Bread and Roses, Bread and Roses.