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Leksikon fun Yidishn
Teater 2:862 |
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I Love
You Too Much |
ikh hob dikh tsufil lib |
Chaim
Towber - Alexander Olshanetsky |
Now I am left alone
with my longings, with my pain.
I have picked the cards,
and I seek my good fortune in them.
He has replaced me with another.
He cannot understand my great love.
He’s going off to marry the other one,
while I remain forlorn and alone.
Oh, who needs these cards.
For naught have I waited and yearned.
My youth is already buried.
Fortune has made a fool of me.
I love you too much.
I do not bear any hatred for you.
I love you too much
To be angry at you.
I love you too much
To be at all angry with you.
They say I’m a fool,
I know. I love you.
I gave my life away to you,
My heart and my soul.
I am sick, but my thoughts
Turn not to revenge.
I love you too much… |
kh’bin atzind aleyn geblibn
mit mayn benkshaft, mit mayn vey.
kh’hob di kortn opgeklibn
un ikh zukh mayn glik in zey.
er hot mikh farbitn af a tsveyter,
mayn groyse libe ken er nit farshteyn.
mit yener tsu der khupe geyt er,
un ikh blayb elnd un aleyn
nu ver zshe darf di kortn hobn,
umzist hob ikh gevart, gegart,
mayn yungt iz dokh shoyn bagrobn,
mayn mazl hot mikh opgenart.
ikh hob dikh tsufil lib.
ikh trog af dir keyn has.
ikh hob dikh tsufil lib
tsu zayn af dir in kaas.
ikh hob dikh tsufil lib
tsu zayn af dir gor beyz,
a nar ikh heys,
ikh veys. ikh hob dikh lib.
kh’hob dir mayn lebn avekgegebn,
mayn harts un mayn neshome,
ikh bin krank, nor mayn gedank
trakht nit fun nekome.
ikh hob dikh tsufil lib... |
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Eliyahu Mishulovin |
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