Translated by A. Z. Foreman - Mozart lyrics

I had a dream: The Reich of Goyim crucified Mozart And buried him in Potter's Field Where nobody kneeled Save the Jews who saw the God in the man that died And kept His memory sanctified. And I roamed the world as His apostle Accosting people left and right, Converting every Christian that I caught To a Mozartistic proselyte. Miraculous, the Evangelic Music of this Man Divine, The outspread arms, the song-nailed hands That shine! Out of the depths of His Pa**ion To the very last Every finger Of this crucified singer Laughed. Through terror of tears More than Himself he loved His neighbor's...ears. The Sermon on the Mount: How stingy, indigent Next to the bounty Of Mozart's testament.