Yiddish Lyrics

A troyerik bild hob ikh gesn,
Vos ikh ken es nit fargesn, neyn,
a man a fremder nokh in land,
hot gefirt zayn kind bay der hant.

Dos kind hot geshrign, as er vil zayn mamen,
un di mame is farblibn oyf yener zayt yamen.
Der tate hot gezertlt, geveynt un geklogt
un tzu zayn kind gezogt:

Yingele nit veyn,
ikh vel dikh keynmol farlosn, neyn.
'ch vel dikh hitn minastame,
Zayn dayn tate un dayn mame.
Un zen dir zol keyn shlekhts geshen.

Yingele nit veyn,
Vayl ikh hob nit keynem 'kh hob nor dich aleyn,
ikh bin greyt far dir tzu gebn,
mayn neshome un mayn lebn,
as dir zol keyn shlekhts geshen.

Eyner hot milyonen
un fun dem aleyn er kvelt,
ikh vel dikh nit oysbaytn
far ale milyonen in der velt.

Yingele nit vejn,
ikh ken dayne trern mer nit tzusn,
mir zol zayn far dayn lib hertzele
Vos iz umshuldik un reyn,
nit veyn mayn yingele, nit veyn.

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