Di Goldene Pave - Margolin
[The golden peacock]
By Anna Margolin
[See lecture: The Golden Peacock]
Iz di goldene pave gefloygn, gefloygn, | The golden peacock has flown, flown off, |
Un di nakht hot geefnet di goldene oygn, | And night has opened its eyes of gold, |
Likhtiker mayner, shlof ayn. | Bright one of mine, go to sleep. |
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Di nakht hot geefnet di goldene oygn, | Night has opened its eyes of gold, |
Bin ikh fidl gevorn, un du der boygn, | I was the fiddle and you were the bow, |
Umruiker mayner, shlof ayn. | Tense one of mine, go to sleep. |
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Bin ikh fidl gevorn un du der boygn, | I was the fiddle and you were the bow, |
Un dos glik iber undz hot farlibt zikh geboygn, | And fortune, enamored, bowed down over us, |
Tsertlekher mayne, shlof ayn. | Soft one of mine, go to sleep. |
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Un dos glik iber undz hot farlibt zikh geboygn, | And fortune, enamored, bowed down over us, |
Gelozt undz aleyn un farfloygn, farfloygn, | Left us alone, flew off, flew off, |
Troyeriker mayne, shlof ayn. | Sad one of mine, go to sleep. |