Nobody ever interpreted Mahler better:
Der Tambourg'sell" ("The Drummer Boy"/"The Last Goodnight")
I'm a poor drummer boy,
They bring me out of my cell,
If I had stayed a drummer boy,
I wouldn't have been thrown in prison.
O gallows, you high house,
You look so terrifying,
I won't look at you anymore,
Because I know that I belong there.
When soldiers march by,
Who are quartered somewhere else,
When they ask who I am,
[I reply:] Drummer of the Commander's Company.
Good night, you marble stone,
You mountains and little hills.
Good night, you officers,
Corporals and musketeers.
Good night! You officers,
Corporals and grenadiers,
I will cry with a loud voice,
To take leave of you all.
Good night! Good night!
Mahler: To be accompanied by paintings by Goya.