The Song Remains – דאָס ליד איז געבליבן

Tag: graves

  • The Little Town

    A little town full of life’s travail / escorts the procession to the grave; / and a world is roused by a mother’s lamentation: — My Feygele, where are you being taken?

  • A Song

    A fiddle is playing in a country green / Where I am not and will never be / A sunny house is blossoming in a white land / Where I am not and will never be

  • Good

    Love have I for all that lives in song / Birds, women in blue hats / A tree, a street, a wall / All that is familiar and what’s not

  • The Testament

    Good night to you my little village / and a good forever… / Does a leaf rustle on the tree? / Or does sorrow sing everywhere?

  • Farewell, my Kraków

    Farewell, my Kraków! / Farewell my dear / The wagon waits before my house /and mad enemies are here drive me out / like you would cruelly chase a dog