JEWISH SONG COLLECTION
Title: Dortn vu ales geyt in mitn veg (There, Where Everything is Going in the Middle of the Road)
Transcription: Miriam Isaacs
Translation: Miriam Isaacs
Information: This is a moshl (a parable) performed in a Hungarian-Yiddish dialect.
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Dortn vu ales geyt in mitn veg, ,ligt a tayere blumen
Zi ligt shoyn zi foylt, Zi shrayt vi lang miz es oysgebet
Lang zol zen vi geyt, Hots rakhmunes un nisht tsetret
Dem blum fun prekhtikn kvet.
Rakhmones hot ver, haybt af der blum vus glantst
Un fir mikh ahin fun vanet ikh bin ,Vu dos blum hot dos ershte mol geflantst.
Far 2000 yor iz nokh geshen,Ikh hob nokh di melukhe gehat
Ets vet aykh erinern vi khob oysgezen,Di sheynhayt fun di forike tsayt.
Tauznter diner hobn mikh badint,Di zun hot of mir hel geshant.
Haynt kikts mikh un, vus iz feborn fun mir
..ale nakht.. Firt mikh ahin rest is cut off.
There, where everything is going in the middle of the road. There lies a dear flower, and she is lying and rotting. She is calling out, how long must one plead. Look whoever is going, have pity on me and do not step on the blossom of beauty.
Whoever has pity, pick up the flower that is shining, and and lead me away from where I am and to a place where the flower first was planted.
For 2000 years it happened that I had a kingdom, and your will recall, how I looked then, the beauty of a bygone time. Thousands of servants served me, and the sun shone brightly on me.
Today, look at me, what has become of me, every night they lead me there.