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‘Tränen des Vaterlandes’
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Non-native speaker
Accent: Non-native American, but difficult to distinguish from native.
Author: puellanivis
Date: 10/29/2006

Description of what is on the sound file:
This is a poem that I was required to memorize for a poetry night at one
point. As such, it's a good long sample of my accent. It was generally
unprepared, with the only work essentially on intonation, rate, and
presentation. I wouldn't really know how to work on my accent anyways.
The poem also has the benefit of being public domain...

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Transcript of sound file:
Wir sind doch nunmehr ganz, ja mehr dann ganz verheeret!
Der frecher Völker Schar, die rasende Posaun,
Das vom Blut fette Schwert, die donnernde Karthaun
Hat aller Schweiß und Fleiß und Vorrat aufgezehret.

Die Türme stehn in Glut, die Kirch ist umgekehret,
Das Rathaus liegt um Graus, die Starken sind zerhaun,
Die Jungfraun sind geschänd't, und wo wir hin nur schaun,
Ist Feuer, Pest und Tod, der Herz und Geist durchfähret.

Hier durch die Schanz und Stadt rinnt allzeit frisches Blut;
Dreimal sind's schon sechs Jahr, als unsrer Ströme Flut,
Von Leichen fast verstopft, sich langsam fortgedrungen;

Doch schweig' ich noch von dem, was ärger als der Tod,
Was grimmer denn die Pest und Glut und Hungersnot:
Daß auch der Seelen Schatz so vielen abgezwungen.

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Translation:
Here we are, entirely no, more than entirely devistated!
The impudent swarm of villagers, the rushed trombones,
The sword fattened from blood, the thundering drums
have eaten up all sweat, flesh, and preparatons.

The towers stand in coals, the church is upturned,
The townhall lies in shambles, the strong ones are cut down,
The young women are defiles, and wherever we look to,
There is fire, disease, and death, that drives through the heart and soul.

Here through the county and city, blood runs always fresh;
Three times it has been six years, since our stream's flow,
almost dammed from corpses, slowly had worked its way through.

Though, I still remain silent about that which is more worrysome than the
death,
Which is grimmer than the disease and embers, and starvation;
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