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Beneath the
Trees |
unter beymer |
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Moishe Oysher
- Alexander Olshanetsky |
Beneath the trees the grass grows,
Ay-lu-lu-lu-lu …
And the harsh winds blow.
Sleep, my little son.
Do not sit beside the window, my child,
for you can feel the draft there,
and I do not want you, my beautiful one,
to catch a cold, God forbid.
Dark clouds already fill the sky,
just as here in my heart.
Beneath the trees the grass grows...
Ay-lu-lu, ay-lu-lu …
Sleep, my child, oh my heart.
Ay-lu-lu, ay-lu-lu …
Stay healthy and be well. |
unter beymer vaksn grozn
ay-lu-lu-lu lu,
un di beyze vintn blozn,
shlof zshe, zunenyu.
zits, mayn kind, nit bay dem fentster,
vayl du kenst dem vint derfiln;
un ikh vil nit, du, mayn shenster,
zolst kholile zikh farkiln.
himl iz shoyn khmarne shvarts,
punkt azoy vi do bay mir in harts.
unter beymer vaksn grozn…
ay-lu-lu, ay-lulu,
shlof zshe, mayn kind, oy, harts mayns.
ay-lu-lu, ay-lulu,
blayb mir gezunt. |
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Eliyahu Mishulovin |
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