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Shtiler, shtiler, lomir shwaign, Kworim waksn do, S'hobn zei farflantzt di sonim Grinen zei tzum blo. S'firn wegn tzu Ponar tsu, S'firt kein weg tzurik, Iz der tate wu farshwundn Un mit im dos glik. Shtiler, kinds meins, wein nit oitzer, S'helft nit kein geven. Undzer umglik weln sonim sai wi nicht farshtein. S'hobn breges oich di yamen, s'hobn tfises oichet tzamen Nor tzu undzer pain kein bissl shain. Friling oifn land gekumen - Undz dem harbst gebracht, Iz der tog haint ful mit blumen - Undz zer nor di nacht, Goldikt shoin der harbst oif shtamen - Blit in undz der tzar - Blaibt faryosemt wu a mame, S'kind geit oif Ponar. Di Vilie a geshmidte t'oich geyocht in pain Yogn kries az durch Lite itzt in Yam arain. Kh'velt der khoshekh wu tzerunen Fun der pintzter loichtn zunen. Raiter, kum geshwind, dich ruft dain kind. Shtiler, shtiler, s'kweln kwaln Undz in hartz arum. Biz der toyer wet nit faln Zain mir muzn shtum. Frei nit, kind zich, s'iz dain shmeich Itzt far undz farat. Zen dem friling zol der sone Wi in harbst a blat. Zol der kwal zich ruik flisn Shtiler zai un hof. Mit der fraihait kumt der tate! - Shlof zhe, kind meins, shlof. Di Vilie a bafraite vi di beimer grin banaite Loicht shoin fraihaits licht oif dain gezicht.
Translated lyrics
Be quiet, my child, be quiet, tombs are growing here. Your Daddy is gone, and our happiness has gone with him. Be quiet, don't cry, 'cause crying can't help you. Our enemies can't understand our suffering. The sea has coasts, every prison has walls, only our suffering has no borders.
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