Sunday, March 1, 2009

Bless G-d.

It's all going to be ok. Even in a hobbit house. Especially in a hobbit house. It's going to be ok.

And soon times will come where we will sing and sweep and the sun will shine and yiddish melodies will be yamtareetareetaretareetareetamed.

Sometimes you just gotta hold your breath, and leap, and then breathe again. bless. It's gonna be ok :')

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

this is a fantastic video. i'd love to know what the lyrics mean. please do post translation if you can.

Fajita said...

sure, courtesy of LC. enjoy! ~C

Oifn Veg Shteit a Boim

By Itzik Manger (1901-1969)

Translation by the Noider

(Though you can surely find a better translation somewhere online)





By the wayside stands a tree

Its head is bent right over

All the birds in that tree

Have flown away forever



Three westbound three East

The rest flew southward

Now the tree is all alone

Abandoned for the blizzard



So I say to Mama Dear

Don’t you disturb or grumble

And as one and as two

Into a bird will tumble





I’ll sit on the tree

And him I’ll soothe

Over the winter to console

With a happy tune



Mama says no my child

And she cries with tears

You will g-d please

On the tree freeze



Say I mamma, it’s a shame

Your lovely eyes

And before what and before when

Like a bird I’ll fly



Mamma cries “Itzik” my crown

As g-d would will

Take with you a little shawl

You still may get a chill



Your Galoshen you must wear

It goes a bitter winter

And your fur cap, take too

Woe is me and wind me



And a winter-coat take along

Put it on, you silly fool

If you don’t want to be a guest

Amongst all the dead



I begin to fly, oh it’s hard

To many, many things

Mamma has put on

Her little bird a weak one



Looking sadly I peek in

Into my mammas eyes

Her love has not allowed

Me become a bird to fly



By the wayside stands a tree

Its head is bent right over

All the birds in that tree

Have flown away forever

Anonymous said...

it's awfully bittersweet.