Basarabye (Bessarabia)
Bella Gottesman
Bella Gottesman
Yiddish Lyrics
1.
Azoyfil lider hob ikh gehert
Nor ale hobn mir deresn
Nor eyn lid iz mir geblibn
En ekkh ken im nisht fargesn
Tirl, tirl, tirl
Shpilt der pastekh oyf zayn floyer
S'iz dos lid fun Basarabye,
Finem pastekh en fin zayn troyer
Geveyn amol a pastekhl, a kleyner
A kind geveyzn tsvishn kinder
Hot er geposet ba zan totn
Tsign, lemer, shof, en rinder
Hot dus pastekhl, dus kleyne
A kleyn sheyfele farlorn
Oy vey vaulyu vaulyu tit er veynen
Valulyu vaulyu tit er veynen
Vaulyu vaulyu tit er klugn
Di, mayn sheyne Basarabye
Land fin freyd un land fin troyer
Ven ekh drmon zekh in dayne tuln
Vi ekh veyn un ikh badoyer
Translation
I've heard so many songs
But I've tired of them all.
One song alone has stayed with me
And I can't forget it
Tirl, tirl, tirl, tirl
Plays the shpeherd on his flute
It is the song of Bessarabia,
Of the shepherd and hiss sorrow
Once there was a young shepherd
A child among children
Grazing his father's
Goats lambs sheep and cows
The young shepherd
Lost a young sheep
Vaulyu, he wept, he lamented.
My beloved Bessarabia
Land of joy and land of sorrow,
When I remember your valleys,
How I weep and I mourn
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Added October 1st, 1999