Jewish lullaby. Oyfn veg shteyt a boym (A lonely tree stands...). English translation.

Lyrics by Itzik Manger. Mysic by Laskovskiy. Singing by E.Chorniy. Translation into English by A.Shamarova: A lonely tree stands in the field It yearns and feels unhappy. The birds have left and don't tweet. The branches are forsaken. The way of birds is really long. It's to the west or other sides. But our tree is still alone. It bends and shakes in blizzards. I beg you, Mom, not to forbid. I'll make my solemn vow: On this tree I'm gonna live. I am a birdie now. I will be singing to the tree With a voice that's soft and gentle. And I would try to make it feel Like it is in the cradle. Jam- taree- taree– taree- taree- taree taree– taree- taree– taree- taree- ta Jam- taree- taree– taree- taree-taree – taree- taree- ta Mama is afraid a lot. She is in the worry. Her dear son will catch a cold. He will not get his glory. I beg you, Mama, don’t cry And help me with a mission To be a bird. I'll make a try And ask for your permission." Mama cries, her voice is sad: "Take a coat there. Take your rubbers and the hat And other things to wear. The winter is fierce and winds are hard. You have to stand and win them. And don't joke - the silly start Can find an early grave then". Jam- taree- taree– taree- taree- taree taree- taree– taree- taree– taree- ta Jam- taree- taree– taree- taree-taree – taree- taree- ta He's getting dressed, like Mama said. And then he cannot float. He cannot make the wings to spread - Her love has blocked the road. He is depressed and cries a lot. Oh, Mama, I am bound. Oh, Mama, I’m completely lost. I won't live in the clouds. He didn’t see this in the past - Her eyes are sad and gentle... He cares for his Mom at last Like she is in the cradle. A lonely tree stands in the field, It yearns and feels unhappy. The birds have left and don't tweet. The branches are forsaken. Jam- taree- taree– taree- taree-taree – taree- taree- taree- taree- taree- ta Jam- taree- taree– taree- taree- taree taree- taree– ta