The Song Remains – דאָס ליד איז געבליבן

Tag: rivers

  • Evening by the River

    Evening arrives at / the river’s shore in rose slippers / tells the white geese to go to sleep / and corrals a herd of stars / to bathe in the river.

  • I’m Not Moving From Here

    Who else like me – for generations kindred with the field, with grass and stalk, / joined to my border, with air and earth – / can say: let the axe be like a sword – a ritual slaughterer’s knife sharp in the enemy’s cold hand. I’m not going to be moved!

  • Hey Little Lambs

    Hey little lambs come here faster / I’ll welcome you with a little song / A shepherd began singing / and a maiden joined him along