Odessa mama - Aaron Lebedeff video free download

Ver es iz nor nit geven

In der sheyner shtot Odess

Hot di velt gor nit gezeyn

Un er veyst nit fun progress.

Vos mir Vin un vos Pariz,

Blotte, khoyzik, kayn farglaykh,

Nor Odess ot dortn iz

A Gan Eydn, zog ikh aykh.

Dort in a traktir

Derlangt men aych bir

Un farbaysen dertsi

A frishe skrumbli

Bashmala un balik

Un tsu dem a shashlik;

Mit a git glezl vayn -

Vos ken beser nokh zayn?

Oy, Odessa Mama,

Bist mir tayr lib on shir.

Oy, Odessa Mama,

Gevald ikh benk nokh dir!

Oy, Odessa Mama,

Ver ken dikh fargesen, ver?

Oy, Odessa Mama,

Ikh ze dokh dir nisht mer.

Oy, Odessa Mama,

Ikh benk nokh dir un shver:

Dayne gasn, trotuaren

Zaynen prekhtig, lekhtig, sheyn.

Di kafeyen, di bulvaren,

Dos fargesen ken men neyn.

Di sharbankes, di tzigankes,

Mit dem tuml-ta-ra-ram,

Di hoteln, di mamzeln

Ligt mir nokhyetst in tam.

Oy, Odessa Mama,

Bist mir tayr lib on shir.

Oy, Odessa Mama,

Gevald ikh benk nokh dir!

Oy, Odessa Mama,

Ver ken dikh fargesen, ver?

Oy, Odessa Mama,

Ikh ze dokh dir nisht mer.

Oy, Odessa Mama,

Ikh benk nokh dir un shver:

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay,

Dos fargesn ken men neyn

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay,

Vi volt ikh gevolt dikh zeyn!

Hop tidl dam ti stidl didl dam ti...

Oy, Odess-Odessa Mama,

Bist di shenste panorame;

Yedr eyner hot dikh shtark geshetst.

Di fantanen, restoranen,

Haynt Odessa di limanen!

Ver veyst vos iz gevorn fun dir yetst?

Odess, Odess, ikh benk nokh dir - Odess!

Translation

Whoever has not been

In the beautiful city of Odessa

Has not seen the world

And knows nothing of progress

Who cares for Vienna of Paris,

They're puddles, jokes, no comparison

Only in Odessa is

A Paradise, I say.

There in a restaurant

They serve you beer

And with it a bite

Of fresh skrumbli

Bashmala and balik

And with them a shashlik

With a good glass of wine -

What could be better?

Oh, Mother Odessa,

You're forever dear to me.

Oh, Mother Odessa,

How I long for thee!

Oh, Mother Odessa,

Who can forget you?

Oh, Mother Odessa,

I see you no more.

Oh, Mother Odessa,

I long for you and vow:

Your avenues, promenades

Are light, beautiful.

The cafes, the boulevards,

One can never forget.

The carriages, the gypsies,

The tumult, ta-ra-ram,

The hotels, the young ladies

Still are on my mind.

Oh, Mother Odessa,

You're forever dear to me.

Oh, Mother Odessa,

How I long for thee!

Oh, Mother Odessa,

Who can forget you?

Oh, Mother Odessa,

I long for you and vow:

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay,

One cannot forget.

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay,

How I should like to see you again!

Hop tidl dam ti stidl didl dam ti.....

Oh, Odess-Odessa Mother,

You are the most beautiful panorama;

Everyone treasured you dearly.

The cabarets, restaurants,

You will still remember today

Who knows what has become of you?

Odessa, Odessa, I long for you!