English Translation

46a Gtill stand the machines. According to the way: brothers in mines and pits. Still the machines stand, everything is desolate and empty. There is no joy, no work, no more work for us! Where once the sluice smoked, The work weighed something, Everything is empty and extinguished, The money deceived us for everything. In the rooms and huts, only hunger and distress rule. But let us fight for the people's labour and bread. Close the ranks only more firmly, shoulder to shoulder! Our will and faith break the path of freedom! Words of O. Weber,