Chava Alberstein with the Klezmatics|
Dort vu grozn zaynen naser shteyt a krenitse fartrakht. Kumen meydlakh tsien vaser mit die emer ale nakht. Unte zun vi vayse bern, vaks teg in groyzn sod un in vaytkayt fun di shtern tantsn yatn in a rod. Fun di stepes vintlekh blozn, un a fayerl derbrent. Geyen meydlakh af di gozn mit di emer in di hent. Vert levone blas un blaser, ergets poykt men in der nakht. Dort vu grozn zahnen naser shteyt a krenitse fartrakht. |
Where the grasses are damp with dew, thoughtfully a well stands. Girls come, and draw water, with the buckets each night. Under the sun, like white bears, Days growing in a large vegetable garden. And in the distance of the stars, boys dance in a round. From the plains the wind blows, and a fire burns, The girls take to the roads, with the buckets in their hands. The moon palely and palely, somewhere someone drums in the night, where the grasses are damp with dew, thoughtfully a well stands. |