| Amol is geven a mayse Di mayae is gornit freilach. Di mayseheibt zach on Mith a yiddishen meilach. Lulinke, main feigele, Lulinke, mein kind. Ich ob obgevorn aza libe, vey is mir und vind. Dar meilach is geshtorben, Die malke is fardorben, Die tavangel is obgebrochen, Die feigele ton nest eintlofen. Refrain Vu nemtmen asa chochem, Er sol kenen die stern seilen? Vu nemtmen aza doctor, Er sol kenen mein hars heilen? Refrain |
Once upon a time there was a story, The story is not very cheering The story begins With a Jewish king. Lulinke, my little bird, Lulinke, my dear. I have lost my fondest .... The world is sad and drea.... The king has perished, The queen lost all zest, The tree branch was broken, The bird has flown its nest. Refrain Where can one find such a wise person, Who could count the stars? Where can one find such a doctor, Who could heal my heart? Refrain |
| A sheine meidele bin ich, Bloye Zekelach trog ich. Gelt in die tashen, Bir in die flashen, Yeyn in die kriegelach, Kinder in die vigalach, Shreyen vie de tsigelach, Meh, meh, meh. |
A pretty little girl am I, With stookings blue as the sky Money in my pockets, Beer in their bottles, Wine in their jugs, Children in their cribs, Crying like young kids, Meh, meh, meh. |
| Oifen pripetshik brent a fayerl, Un in shtib is heys. Un der rebe lernt mit die kinderlach Dem aleph-beys. Zogt-che kinderlach Vos ir lernt do. Zogt-che noch amol, un take noch amol Komets aleph-o ! Lernt kinderlach mit cheishek, Azoy zog ich aych on. Ver fun aych vet gicher kenen, Der bekomt a fon. |
On the hearth there is a fire, And the house is hot. And the teacher instructs the little children, About the alphabet. Tell me, little ones, What you are learning here. Say it once again and once again: Komets aleph-o. Study, children, study earnestly... That is what I beg. The one who learns his lesson better He will win a flag |
| Gei ich mir shpatziren, Tra-la-la-la-la. Gei ich mir shpatziren, Tra-la-la-la-la. Begegent mir a bocher, Aha, aha. Begegent mir a bocher, Aha, aha. Er zogt er vil mir nemen, Tra-la-la-la-la. Er zogt er vil mir nemen, Tra-la-la-la-la. Er leigt es op oif vinter, Aha, aha. Er leigt es op oif vinter, Aha, aha Der vuter is gekumen, Tra-la-la-la-la. Er hot mir nit genumen, Aha, aha. Yest vil er mir shoin nemen, Tra-la-la-la-la. Ober ioh viI im nit kenen, Aha, aha. |
As I was going walking, Tra-la-la-la-la. As I was going walking, Tra-la-la-la-la. I met a handsome fellow,Aha, aha. I met a handsome fellow, Aha, aha. He promised to wed me, Tra-la-la-la-la. He promised to wed me, Tra-la-la-la-la. He put it off till winter, Aha, aha. He put it off till winter, Aha, aha. The winter's here already, Tra-la-la-la-la. But he refuses to wed me, Aha, aha.. Now again he wants me, Tra-la-la-la-la.. But this time I won't have, Aha, aha. |
| Editor's Notes: Amol is geven a mayse: Listen to this song here or here. Oyfen Pripetshik was composed by Mark Warshawsky at the end of the 19th century. See also: the Wikipedia Article (which includes additional stanzas) and this song page. View the sheet music in a new window. This material is from Original Page 62 , Original Page 63, and Original Page 64, all un-numbered in the original. |