דאָס ליד איז געבליבן
The Joy of Singing It is not now important what anyone says / the grass is beautiful and sweet is the joy / of singing. Read more…
About Moyshe Shimel (Maurycy Szymel) Moyshe Shimel (1903-1942) was born in Lemberg (Lviv / Lwów), and studied at the Polish language Jewish Humanistic High School. He wrote poetry for Chwila, Lwów’s Polish-language Jewish daily newspaper. He moved to Warsaw in 1930, and began writing poems in Yiddish as well, and publishing his works in Kiev and Palestine. Read more…
Time Ago and Today Time ago the street led me into work, / today work leads me – into the street / and I drag myself with healthy hands / like a hundred thousand others, here and there… Read more…
Overnight What has happened to my hair / A wonder suddenly happened there! / There was a blond knot cold and hard / and overnight it’s smooth and smart Read more…
Lullaby Sleep my child my dear at rest / your father will no longer sell / raisins and almonds / Aye Liew Liew Liew Liew Read more…
Novoyelnie (Nowojelnia / Наваельня) June walks around the forest with the sun / as if he held a red fruit in his mouth / and hangs onto every tree with love / and tenderly caresses every plant Read more…
The Train Takes Me Away The train takes me away / in the lonely unknown / my heart is so tense / unknown is the way… Read more…
The Song of the Chimney Sweeper Oo-hoo-hoo wind in the chimney / I hear a sadness time / I hear a black, dark dead long note / The chimney sweeper’s own love song Read more…
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 Read more…
Landscapes On an evening twilight corner / flames arise with thousand eyes / and the sky blue and blueness / the wandering Romani wildness / the moon Read more…