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1. Ven mit mazl, gezunt un lebn S'letzte tekhterl mir veln oysgebn Vel ikh tantzn mir hop, hop! Arop an oyl fun kop Shpilt klezmorim, shpil mit lebn S'ershte tekhterl haynt oysgegebn Nokh geblibn undz meydlekh tzvey Vi halt men shoyn bay zey Shpilt, klezmorim, nemt di kley-zayen Zol di gantse velt mit undz zikh freyen Oy, undzer simkhe veyst nor eyn Got Un der vos tekhter hot 2. Ven kh'vel zen syoyn dow tzveyte meydl Ongeton in vaysn khupe-kleydl Vel ikh trinken un freylekh zayn - Arop fun hart a shteyn Vel ikh trinken oy vel ikh trinken Arop fun harts a shteyn Shpilt klezmorim, heybt on shaydn! S'tsveyte meydl givn mir oys in freydn Dos mizinkl nokh hobn mir, Vi halt men shoyn bay ir Shpilt klezmorimg, far undz mekhutonim Zoln a leb ton oykh amol kabtsonim A kind oysgegebn, oy gotenyu A meydl nokh dertsu 3. Ven baym letstn kh'vel shpiln hern Vel ikh epes troyerik shteyn un klern- S'letste tekhterl shoyn oykhavek, Vos nokh iz do der tsvek? Shpilt, klezmorim, bazetst di kale, Tsugenumen undz di kinder ale, Shver geven undz di tekhter dray Oy, shverer nokh on zey Shpilt, klezmorim, aroys undz trern S'letste betl vet haynt leydik vern, S'gantse shtibl, ir kleyder-shank Oy, vey, vi pust un bang
1. When, with good luck, there arrives the day When I marry off my youngest daughter, I will dance and dance A burden has been taken off my mind- My eldest daughter is getting married I have two more maiden daughters waiting for their turn to be married You bandsmen, tear at your strings! Let everyone rejoice with us. My joy is so great. Only the good God can understand how great it is, And so can those who have also given away their daughters in marriage 2. When I see my second daughter getting married in her white wedding dress, I will drink wine with joy - What a burden off my shoulder! You bandsmen - tear at yours strings! My second daughter is getting married. Now it is only my youngest one who remains in the house I wish she would be married soon, too Play, bandsmen play for our in-laws! Let all poor folk share our happiness We are having our child settled down to married life And this child is a daughter, too 3. Now the sounds of a third wedding are dying away And this makes me sad and thoughtful My youngest daughter is gone What else is there for me to be living for? You bandsmen, play for the bride. All three daughters have now been given away in marriage All our children have left us It was hard for us to bring them up, And without them life is even harder Go on playing. Let my tears run down. Today, the last bed will be deserted Their room will be empty And so will their wardrobe Oh, how desolate the life is now.
Finally, a father gives away his third daughter in marriage -- and yet now he is thoughtful and sad.
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