1. |
Yidl Mitn Fidl
02:27
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Iber felder vegn
Oyf a vagn hey
Mit zun un vint un regn
Forn Klezmer tsvey
A khidish oy a khidish
Zog ver zaynen zey?
Zey zaynen Yidl mitn fidl
Arye mitn bas
Dos lebn iz a lidl
To vozhe zayn in kas?
Hey, Yidl, fidl, shmidl
Hey dos lebn iz a shpas!
A tsig shteyt oyf der lonke
Un mekht troyrik meh
Hey du tsig, du shoyte
Troyrik zayn is feh!
Shoklt er dos berdl
Take take feh
Yidl mitn fidl
Arye mitn bas
Dos lebn iz a lidl
To vozhe zayn in kas?
Hey, Yidl, fidl, shmidl
Hey dos lebn iz a shpas!
A foygl flit "Gut morgn,
Gut morgn, a gut yor
Di troyer un di zorgn
Tsu ale shvartze yor!"
Dem vint a lakh in ponim
Yidl, yidl for!
Zey zaynen Yidl mitn fidl
Arye mitn bas
Dos lebn iz a lidl
To vozhe zayn in kas?
Hey, Yidl, fidl, shmidl
Hey dos lebn iz a shpas!
Yidl mitn fidl
Arye mitn bas
Dos lebn iz a lidl
To vozhe zayn in kas?
Hey, Yidl, fidl, shmidl
Hey dos lebn iz a shpas!
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Over fields and ways
On a hay wagon
With sun and wind and rain
Go two Klezmer musicians
A surprise, a surprise
Say, who are they?
They are Yidl with the fiddle
Arye with the bass
This life is a song,
So why be angry?
Hey, Yidl, fiddle, shmidl
Hey, this life is a joke!
A goat stands in the meadow
He makes a sad "meh!"
Hey, you goat, you fool
To be sad is feh!
He shakes his little beard
Really, really feh!
Yidl with the fiddle
Arye with the bass
This life is a song,
So why be angry?
Hey, Yidl, fiddle, shmidl
Hey, this life is a joke!
A little bird flies "Good morning!
Good morning and good year!
The sadnesses and troubles,
May they have a black year!"
The wind laughs in our faces
Yidl, yidl forward!
They are Yidl with the fiddle
Arye with the bass
This life is a song,
So why be angry?
Hey, Yidl, fiddle, shmidl
Hey, this life is a joke!
Yidl with the fiddle
Arye with the bass
This life is a song,
So why be angry?
Hey, Yidl, fiddle, shmidl
Hey, this life is a joke!
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2. |
Beth Cohen's Reel
04:29
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3. |
Di Sapozhkelekh
03:55
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Farkoyfn di sapozhkelekh
Un forn oyf di droyzhkelekh
Abi mit dirn eynem tsu zayn
Oy ikh on dir un du on mir
Vi a kloymke on a tir
Ketsele feygele mayn
Oy forn oyf di vogzolekhlakh
Un farkoyfn fremde shalekhlakh
Abi mit dirn eynem tsu zayn
Oy ikh on dir un du on mir
Vi a kloymke on a tir
Ketsele feygele mayn
Ay dy dy dy...
Oy esn on a tishele
Un shlofn on a kishele
Abi mit dirn eynem tsu zayn
Oy ikh on dir un du on mir
Vi a kloymke on a tir
Ketsele feygele mayn
Ay dy dy dy...
Sell the shoes from off my feet
Surrender my last bite to eat
To spend my days with you and with no other
Oh like a room without a floor
Like a doorknob with no door
We do not exist without each other
Ay dy dy dy...
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I'd sell my dear boots
And ride on little wagons
As long as I can be with you
Oh me without you and you without me
Is like a doorknob without a door
My kitten, my little bird
I'd go in all the railway stations
And sell scarves to strangers
As long as I can be with you
Oh me without you and you without me
Is like a doorknob without a door
My kitten, my little bird
Ay dy dy dy...
I'd eat without a table
And sleep without a pillow
As long as I can be with you
Oh me without you and you without me
Is like a doorknob without a door
My kitten, my little bird
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4. |
Abi Gezunt
02:55
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A bisl zun a bisl regn
A ruik ort dem kop tsu leygn
Abi gezunt ken men gliklekh zayn
A shikh a zok a kleyd on lattes
In keshene a dray fir zlotes
Abi gezunt ken men gliklekh zayn
Di luft iz fray far yedn glaykh
Di zun zi shaynt far yedn eynem orem oder raykh
A bisl freyd a bisl lakhn
A mol mit fraynt a shnepsl makhn
Abi gezunt ken men gliklekh zayn
A bisl zun a bisl regn
A ruik ort dem kop tsu leygn
Abi gezunt ken men gliklekh zayn
A shikh a zok a kleyd on lattes
In keshene a dray fir zlotes
Abi gezunt ken men gliklekh zayn
Di luft iz fray far yedn glaykh
Di zun zi shaynt far yedn eynem orem oder raykh
A bisl freyd a bisl lakhn
A mol mit fraynt a shnepsl makhn
Abi gezunt ken men gliklekh zayn
Eyner zugt ashires
Eyner zugt gevires
Aynemen di gantse velt
Eyner meynt dos gantse glik
Hengt nor op in gelt
Zoln ale zikhn
Zoln ale crikhn
Nor ikh trakht bay mir
Ikh darf dos oyf kapores vayl dos glik shteyt bay mayn tir
(violin solo)
A bisl freyd a bisl lakhn
A mol mit fraynt a shnepsl makhn
Abi gezunt ken men gliklekh zayn
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A little sun, a little rain
A quiet place to rest one's head
As long as you're healthy, you can be happy
A shoe, a sock, clothing without patches
In the pockets three or four zlotes
As long as you're healthy, you can be happy
The air is free for everyone equally
The sun, it shines for everyone, poor or rich
A little joy, a little laughter
A time with friends to drink some schnapps
As long as you're healthy, you can be happy
Some seek riches
Some seek power
To rule the whole world
Some think that all the happiness
Depends upon money
Let them all search
Let them all crawl
I think to myself,
I have no use for all that because happiness is at my door
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5. |
Tum Balalaika
03:08
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Shteyt a bokher un er trakht
Trakht un trakht di gantse nakht
Veymen tsu nemen un nit farsheymen
Veymen tsu nemen un nit farsheymen
Tum bala tum bala tum balalaika
Tum bala tum bala tum balalaika
Tum balalaika, shpil balalaika
Tum balalaika freylekh zol zayn
Meydl meydl ikh vil bay dir freygn
Vos ken vaksn vaksn on regn
Vos ken brenen un nit oyfern
Vos ken benken veynen on treren
Tum bala tum bala tum balalaika
Tum bala tum bala tum balalaika
Tum balalaika, shpil balalaika
Tum balalaika freylekh zol zayn
Narisher bokher, vos darfsdu freygn?
A shteyn ken vaksn, vaksn on regn
A libe ken brenen un nit oyfern
Un a harts ken benken veynen on treren
Tum bala tum bala tum balalaika
Tum bala tum bala tum balalaika
Tum balalaika, shpil balalaika
Tum balalaika freylekh zol zayn
Tum bala tum bala tum balalaika
Tum bala tum bala tum balalaika
Tum balalaika, shpil balalaika
Tum balalaika freylekh zol zayn
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There stood a young man and he thought
Thought and thought the whole night
Whom should I marry without disgrace?
Whom should I marry without disgrace?
Play balalaika... let us be happy
Young girl, young girl, I want to ask you something
What can grow, grow without rain?
What can burn and never stop?
And what can yearn and cry no tears?
Play balalaika... let us be happy
Foolish boy, what can you be asking?
A stone can grow, grow without rain
A love can burn and never stop
And a heart can yearn and cry no tears.
Play balalaika... let us be happy
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6. |
A Nakht in Gan Eydn
03:41
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Wandering Laughter Boston, Massachusetts
Klezmer trio Wandering Laughter is a lively collaboration between cellist Taiward Wider fiddler Cecilia Vacanti and accordionist Alexander LaCava. Based in the city of Boston, all three attended Berklee College of Music. Wandering Laughter plays music that is by turns heartfelt and invigorating. Just a few Yiddish troubadours spreading mazl (luck) freyd (joy), and of course gelekhter (laughter). ... more
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