Александр Розембаум - Еврейский портно
текст песни

Quietly, like in paradise ...
The stars above the place are high and bright.
I sing myself
I cut myself.
Get down, night.
Rest, children, the day was very hot.
Behind the stitch is a stitch.
The penny became heavy.

Oh, Wei!
There was time, there was strength
Yes, not that.
Years mowed by years
Wiped my coat.
One Jew lived, so he said that everything goes away.
The sun, too, vay, sits down
At sunset of the day.
But it will still be born
It’s a pity that I was not an example of me ...
Who will wear them all later in fashion? ..

My girl,
Tomorrow morning you will return to me again,
My darling,
Faigele is mine,
Sad -eyed,
Dad in the ear of Maisu will say, you will laugh.
People are different,
And the songs are different ...

Oh, Wei!
There was time, there was strength
Live do not rush.
Sometimes richer is a beggar,
Anyone who did not have time to save.
The one who is already anywhere else
He does not hold anything.
Threads, velvet and needles -
That's all the things.
Yes, even a talmud on a shelf
So life would go and walked ...
Only life I see, less and less,
Less commonly, less often ...

Quietly, like in paradise ...
Stars above the place
High and bright,
I sing myself
And I roar for myself ...