Amol iz geven a Mayse

 

Amol iz geven a mayse 
Di mayse iz gornit freylekh 
Di mayse heybt zikh onet 
Mit a yidishn meylekh 

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Lyulinke mayn feygele 
Lyulinke mayn kind, 
Kh'hob ongevoryrn aza libe, 
Vey iz mir un vind. 

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Der meylekh hot gehat a malke, 
Di malke hot gehat a vayngortn, 
In vayngortn iz geven a beymele, 
Lyulinke, mayn kind. 

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Der boym hot gehat a tsveygele, 
Oyfn tsveygele iz geven a nestele, 
In nestele hot gelebt a feygele, 
Lyulinke, mayn kind. 

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Lyulinke, mayn feygele ... 

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Der meylekh iz opgeshtorbn, 
Di malke iz gevorn fardorbn, 
Der tsvayg iz opgebrokhn, 
Der feygele fun nest - antlofn. 

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Vu nemt men aza khokhem 
Der zol kenen di shtern tseyln? 
Vu nemt men aza dokter 
Er zol kenen mayn harts heyln? 

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Lyulinke, mayn feygele ... 

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Once upon a time there was a story, 
The story is not happy,
The story began
With a Jewish king.

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Hush, my little bird,
Hush, my child,
I have been through such a love,
Oh, woe is me.

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The king had a queen,
The queen had a vineyard,
In the vineyard was a tree,
Hush, my child.

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The tree had a branch,
On the branch was a nest.
In the nest lived a bird,
Hush, my child.

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Hush, my little bird ...

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The king died,
The queen became desolate,
The branch broke,
The bird flew away from the nest.

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Where can one find a wise person
That can count the stars?
Where can one get a doctor
Who can heal my heart?

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Hush, my little bird ...