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  Mayn Rue Plats
  Mayn Yingele
  Hof un Gloib
  Shnirele Perele
  Vilne
  Zog nit keynmol
 
  Va, Pensiero
  Arbeter Froyen
  Hulyet Hulyet
  Lomir Zingen
  Peace Canon
  Vakht Oyf
  Yuggnt Himen
  Der Yokh
 
  Neyn Neyn Neyn
  Bella Ciao 

Mayn Rue Plats

Not look for me where the myrtle green

NIT ZUKH MIKH VU DI MIRTN GRINEN.

GEFINST MIKH DORTN NIT, MAYN SHATS.

Where lives wither by machines

VU LEBNS VELKN BAY MASHINEN,

There is my resting place

DORTN IZ MAYN RUE PLATS.

Not look for me where the birds sing

NIT ZUKH MIKH VU DI FEYGL ZINGEN.

Find me there not my treasure

GEFINST MIKH DORTN NIT MAYN SHATS.

A slave am I where chains clang

A SHKLAF BIN IKH VU KEYTN KLINGEN.

There is my resting place

DORTN IZ MAYN RUE PLATS.

And love me with true love

UN LIBSTU MIKH MIT VARER LIBE,

then come to me my good treasure

TO KUM TSU MIR, MAYN GUTER SHATS,

and exhilarate my heart the gloomy

UN HAYTER OYF MAYN HARTS DOS TRIBE,

and make for me sweet my resting place

UN MAKH MIR ZIS MAYN RUE PLATS.

Don't look for me where myrtles grow, you will not find me there, my dear.

Where lives wither at machines -- that is my resting place.

Don't look for me where birds sing. you will not find me there, my dear.

I am a slave where chains ring. that is my resting place.

And if you love me truly, come lighten my heart and make sweet my resting place.

shnirele perele

Shnirele perele gilderne fon	(Ribbons, pearls, golden flags)
Meshiekh ben Dovid oybn on	(The Messiah, son of David, is above us)
Er Halt a bekher rekhter hant	(holds a goblet right hand)
Makht a brokhe gantsn land	(And gives his blessing to the whole earth)
a moshiakh a moshiakh hayntiks your	(the messiah will come this year)
Shnirele perele gilderne fon
Meshiekh ben Dovid oybn on
Er Halt a bekher, bekher in der, rekhter hant
Makht a brokhe gantsn land
Oy, omeyn v'omeyn dos iz vor
Meshiekh moshiakh hayntiks yor

zog nit keymol (never say that)

ZOG NIT KEYNMOL Zog nit keynmol,
Never say there's only death for you
Leaden skies into days of blue
For the hour we have hungered for is near
Thunder we are here, (grinen->) we are here2x,
Grinem palmen land vaysn land fun shney, 2x	(from land of palm trees to land of snow)
Unzer payn mit unzer vey,	(with our torment and our woe)
Vu gefaln s'iz a shpritz fun unzer blut, ->	(and everywhere our blood has sunk into the earth)
Shprots ton gvure mut, unzer mut	(shall our bravery our vigor blossum forth)
Vu gefaln s'iz a shpritz fun unzer blut,
unzer mut
Geshriben is dos lid blut un nit mit blay	(This song was written with blood and not with lead)
Iz dos lid mit blut un nit mit blay,
Fun a foy-gl yf der fray,	(sung by birds overhead)
S'hot a folk ts'vishn falndike vent,	(it was people among toppling barricades)
Mit naganes hent in di hent
S'hot a folk ts'vishn falndike vent,
Lid gezungen	(sing song)
Zog nit keynmol, Zog nit keynmol
Zog nit keynmol geyst dem letstn veg,
Himlen far-shteln bloye teg,
Kumen vet nokh unzer oysgebenkte sho,
Trot mir zaynen do, Zaynen do,
Kumen vet nokh unzer oysgebenkte sho,
Unzer trot Zog nit keynmol, Zog nit keynmol do

vakht oyf (wake up)

Vi lang, oy vi lang vet ir blaybn nokh shklafn	(How long, oh, how long will you suffer in bondage)
Un trogn di shendlekhe keyt?2x	(In slavery still to remain?)
Vi lang vet ir glentsende raykhtimer shafn	(How long will you toil to create all the riches)
Far dem, vos baroybt ayer broyt? Vi lang	(For those who reward you with pain?)
Vi lang vet ir shteyn, ayer rukns geboygn	(How long, oh, how long, will you carry the yoke)
Derniderikt, heymloz, farshmakht? Es togt..	(Of oppression and sorrow and fear?)
->
Es togt shoyn! Vakht oyf un tse-efnt di oygn!	(Awaken! And see the new day that is dawning)
Derfilt ayer ayzerne makht!2x (ayzerne mahkt)	(A free song is ringing mighty clear!)
->
Un ales vet lebn, un libn un bli-en,	(And all will live and love and bloom)
In frayen, in goldenem may!(vi lang, vi lang, vi lang	(In a free and a golden-bright May.)
Brider! Genug far tiranen tsu knien,	(Brother, enough of kneeling to tyrants)
Shvert, az ir must vern fray!	(swear you must be free)
Shvester! Genug far tiranen tsu knien,	(Brother, enough of kneeling to tyrants)
Shvert, az ir must vern fray!	(swear you must be free)
Mir muzen vern fray...

yugnt himen

yugn geyt foroys	(youth marches forward)
yugn, yugn, foroys men geyt foroys
bm bm bm bm...
Ah ah toyer, shturmt yugnt mit gezang	(the gate, youth storms forth with their song)
yung es yeder yedr yedr veres vilmnor	(young is evereyone who wants to be)
yorn hobn kayn batayt	(years have no meaning)
Alte kenen kenen kinder	(the old can be kids)
fun a nayer frayer tsayt	(in a newer freer time)
yugn geyt foroys di yugn geyt foroys di yugn geyt foroys men geyt foroys
bm bm bm bm...
Ah ah klegn, funen geto a gerus	(with a greeting from the ghetto)
yugen yeder yeder...
mir gendenken ale sonim	(we remember all our enemies)
mir dermonen ale fraynd	(we recall all of our freinds)
eybik veln mir farbindn	(we will forever connect)
undzer nekhtn mitn haynt	(our yesterday with today)

der yoke

tsuzamen kenen mir aroys	(together we escape)
zol zayn a sho, a tog, a vokh	(be it an hour, a day, a week)
er vet shoyn faln, faln, faln	(soon it will fall,fall,fall)
der tsefoylter alter yokh	(that rotten old yoke)
az ikh zol tsien in der mit	(if I pull from the middle)
un du zolst tsien in der zayt	(and you pull from the side)
er vet shoyn faln, faln, faln	(soon it will fall,fall,fall)
demolt vern mir bafrayt	(and we will all be free)

Bella Ciao

 Mayn Rue Plats
 Mayn Yingele
 Hof un Gloib
 Shnirele Perele
 Vilne
 Zog nit keynmol
 
 Va, Pensiero
 Arbeter Froyen
 Hulyet Hulyet
 Lomir Zingen
 Peace Canon
 Vakht Oyf
 Yuggnt Himen
 Der Yokh
 
 Neyn Neyn Neyn
 Bella Ciao