Yiddish - RAISINS AND ALMONDS ראָזינקעס מיט מאנדלען
In the Temple, in a corner of a room, Sits the widowed daughter of Zion, alone. She rocks her only son, Yidele, to sleep With a sweet lullaby. Ai-lu-lu
Under Yidele's cradle Stands a small white goat. The goat travelled to sell his wares This will be Yidele's calling, too. Trading in raisins and almonds. Sleep, Yidele, sleep.
In that song, my child, lie many wonders, When you will at some time Be scattered throughout the world A merchant of all grains, Earning from your trade a lot of money. Ai-lu-lu
And when you become rich, Yidele, Remind yourself of this lullaby. Raisins and almonds. This will be your calling. You'll be a merchant of all wares, But for now, sleep, Yidele, sleep.
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Date: 2012-11-01 01:32 pm (UTC)Yiddish - RAISINS AND ALMONDS
ראָזינקעס מיט מאנדלען
In the Temple,
in a corner of a room,
Sits the widowed daughter of Zion, alone.
She rocks her only son, Yidele, to sleep
With a sweet lullaby.
Ai-lu-lu
Under Yidele's cradle
Stands a small white goat.
The goat travelled to sell his wares
This will be Yidele's calling, too.
Trading in raisins and almonds.
Sleep, Yidele, sleep.
In that song, my child, lie many wonders,
When you will at some time
Be scattered throughout the world
A merchant of all grains,
Earning from your trade a lot of money.
Ai-lu-lu
And when you become rich, Yidele,
Remind yourself of this lullaby.
Raisins and almonds.
This will be your calling.
You'll be a merchant of all wares,
But for now, sleep, Yidele, sleep.