A tale as old as mankind. Like 20 years ago I saw a movie. Some indie thing from France or Spain. The kind of shit that gets highly acclaimed at the Cannes film festival. In one scene there was a bricklayer reciting a poem (from the top of my head and loosely translated from German):

My grandfather was a bricklayer. My father was a bricklayer. I am a bricklayer, too. But, tell me, where is my house?

That allways stuck with me.

[–] Hoomod@lemmy.world 29 points 1 year ago* (last edited 1 year ago) (1 children)

You load 16 tons, what do you get?

Another day older and deeper in debt

St. Peter, don't you call me 'cause I can't go

I owe my soul to the company store

[–] BigNote@lemm.ee 5 points 1 year ago

The devil put the coal in the ground

Devil put the coal in the ground

He buried it deep so it'd never be found

Devil put the coal in the ground

[–] _cnt0@feddit.de 28 points 1 year ago

I did some brain jogging and I think in German it went like this:

Mein Vater war ein Maurer. Sein Vater war ein Maurer. Auch ich mauere Tag ein Tag aus. Doch sag mir, wo steht mein Haus?

Which would translate to

My father was a bricklayer. His father was a bricklayer. I, too, wall up day in and day out. But tell me, where is my house?

But I can't figure out what the movie was.