Yiddish Lyrics

tayere Malke,
gezunt zolstu zayn,
gis on dem bekher
dem bekher mit vayn.

bim, bom ......

fun dem dozikn bekher
vos glantst azoy sheyn,
hot getrunkn mayn zeyde,
mayn zeyde aleyn.

geven shlekhte tsaytn
vi es makht zikh amol,
nor dem bekher hob ikh gehaltn
ayzn un shtol.

tayere Malke,
gezunt zolstu zayn
far vemen zol ikh trinken
dem dozikn vayn?

oy mir veln trinken
gor on an ek,
far di vos zaynen gegangen
af eybik avek.

lomir trinken far di sonem,
nor zogt zey nit oys.
bahalt Malke dem bekher;
dos lidl iz oys.

Translation

dear Malke
on your health
Fill up the beaker,
fill it up with wine.

bim, bom ...

from this same beaker
that shines so beautifully
I have drunken my zayde
my zayde alone.

there have been bad times
as it happens sometimes
I only could keep the beaker
and a stool

dear Malke
on your health,
with whom shall I drink
that same wine?

Oy I will have
a drink on You
who has gone
forever away.

let me drink for di sonem;
nor zogt zey nit oys.
Malke keep the beaker;
the song is over.

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