HULYET HULYET BEYZE VINTN (ANOTHER TRANSLATION)

Hulyet hulyet, beyze vintn, frei bahersht di velt

Brekht di tsvaygn, varft di beymer, tut vos aykh gefelt

Traybt di feygl fun di felder un faryogt zey fort

Di vos kenen vayt nisht flien, teyt zey afn ort

Rayst di lodn fun di hayzlekh, shoybn brekht aroys

Brent a likhtl ergets tunkl, lesht mit tsorn oys

Hulyet hulyet, beyze vintn, itst iz ayer tsayt

Lang vet doyern der vinter, zumer iz nokh vayt

Lang vet doyern nisht der vinter, zumer iz nisht vayt

Wailing, wailing winds of evil, play upon the land

Fell the trees and break the branches by your raging hand

Roust the birds from quiet meadows, let them seek to fly

If a wing is weak or broken, crush them as they try

Rend the doors off all the hinges, shatter every pane

If in darkness shines a flicker, kill the fucking flame

Wailing, wailing winds of evil, while your time is nigh

Long will winter keep the light of summer from the sky

words Avrum Reisen  

music Mikhl Gelbart  

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HULYET, HULYET BEYZE VINTN

From the time of the most evil winds in the most evil winter. 

Words: Avrum Reisen; Music: Michl Gelbart 

This copy is from the Yiddish Song Project:  

 http://www.yiddishsongproject.com

at: http://www.yiddishsongproject.com/view_song/Tsum%20vinter/29

And elsewhere online as well. 

(Unfortunately the links do not work from this blog, but you can hear it elsewhere  online.  See: Hulyet Hulyet Beze Vintn.

(Please note: this is an entirely different song from Hulyet, Hulyet Kinderlekh found elsewhere in this blog!)

Grine Kuzine

'Di Grine Kuzine,' or 'My Greenhorn Cousin' by A. Schwartz and/or Hyman Prizant in 1922

 

Mostly as translated at Yidlid.org:  

To me has come a cousin, beautiful as gold she was, the greenhorn! 

Cheeks like red oranges, feet begging to dance!  

Hair like a web of silken locks, teeth like polished pearls,

Eyes the blue of a spring sky, lips like a pair of cherries!  

She didn't walk, she leaped.   She didn't talk, she sang.  

Happy, joyful was her face,  Thus was my cousin!

I went to my next door neighbor who had a millenary store.  

A job I found for my cousin!  Long live Columbus's golden land!  

Many years have flown by, my cousin has become a ruin.  

She received "pay-days" all year long, till nothing was left of her.    

Under her beautiful blue eyes, black rings have stretched. 

Her checks, those red oranges, turned completely green!

Now when I meet my cousin, And ask her, "How are you, greenhorn?"  

She answers, making a face: May Columbus' land burn to ashes!!

                              

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All Day All Night Mary Ann by KFT

 

A gantsn tog, a gantse nakht Miriam  

Shpilt zikh mitn zamd baym breg yam. 

Kleyne kinder shpiln zikh mit Miriam 

A gantsn tog inem zamd mit Miriam. 

 

Miriam, oy Miriam khívil zolst mayne zayn 

Mirn zikh freyen un trinken kosher vayn 

Mirn hobn khasene un kinder on a shir, 

Miriam, oy Miriam, Ikh vil zayn mit dir. 

 

Lyrics (c) 1995 by Khane-Faygl Turtletaub

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Rock Around the Clock -- Rokn arum di Zeyger

ראָקן אַרום דעם זײגער

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Yiddish Lyrics by Khane-Faygl Turtletaub

 

אײנס, צװײ, דרײַ אַ זײגער, פֿיר אַ זײגער – קנאַק!

פֿינף, זעקס, זיבן אַ זײגער, אַכט אַ זײגער – האַק!

נײַן, צען, עלף אַ זײגער, צװעלף אַ זײגער – שלאַק!

מיר װעלן הוליען ביזן טאָג אַרײַן!

 

טו זיך אָן גאָר פֿײַן־אַ קלײדל,  אַ שײנס,

מיר װעלן גוט פֿאַרברענגען װען דער זײגער שלאָגט אײנס!

 

מיר װעלן הוליען ביזן טאָג אַרײַן,

ביז מיר זעען זונענשײַן,

מיר װעלן טאַנצן, זינגען, און טרינקען כּשר װײַן!

 

װען דער זײגער שלאָגט צװײ, דרײַ און פֿיר,

די קאַפּעליע װעט שפּילן אָן אַ שיעור!

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װען די גלאָקן שלאָגן פֿינף, זעקס און זיבן, 

װעלן מיר אַלע טוען דאָס װאָס מיר ליבן

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װען  ס'איז אַכט, נײַן, צען, און עלפֿע אױך

װעלן מיר נאָך זײַן שטאַרק, ס'װעט גײן אַ רױך,                                

װען דער זײגער שלאָגט צװעלף, גיבן מ,יר אַ לאַך

װײַל מיר הײבן אָן נאָך אַ מאָל די גאַנצע זאַך!

Rokn Arum dem Zeyger 

Yiddish Lyrics (c) Khane-Faygl Turtletaub

Eyns, tzvey, dray a zeyger, fir a zeyger – knak!

Finf, zeks, zibn a zeyger, akht a zeyger – hak!

Nayn, tsen elf a zeyger, tsvelf a zeyger –shlak!

Mir veln hulyen bizn tog arayn!

Tu zikh on gor fayn-a kleydl a-sheyns,

Mir veln gut farbrengen ven der zeyger shlogt eyns!

Mir veln hulyen bizn tog arayn,

Biz mir zeen zunenshayn,

Mir veln tantsn, zingen, un trinken kosher vayn!

Ven der zeyger shlogt tsvey, dray un fir,

Di kapelye vet shpiln on a shir!

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Ven di glokn shlogn finf, zeks un zibn,

Veln mir ale tuen dos vos mir libn!

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Ven s’iz akht, nayn, tsen un elfe oykh,

Veln mir nokh zayn shtark, s’vet geyn a roykh!

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Ven der zeyger shlogt tsvelf, gibn mir a lakh,

Vayl mir heybn on nokh a mol di gantse zakh!

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Roughly this translates as:

1, 2, 3 o'clock, 4 o'clock, bang!

We'll party until daylight,

Put on your best clothes,

We're going to enjoy ourselves when the clock strikes one!

Until we see sunshine!

We're going to dance, sing and drink kosher wine.

When the clock strikes two, three and four, 

The band will play without stopping!

When the bells strike five, six and seven,

We'll do whatever we like!

When it's eight, nine, ten and also eleven, 

We'll still be going strong and making a big racket!

When the clock strikes twelve we'll give a laugh, 

Because we'll start the whole thing all over again!

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Here are the original lyrics as popularized by 

Bill Haley and the Comets! 

One, two, three o'clock, four o'clock, rock,

Five, six, seven o'clock, eight o'clock, rock,

Nine, ten, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock, rock,

We're gonna rock around the clock tonight.

Put your glad rags on and join me, hon,

We'll have some fun when the clock strikes one,

We're gonna rock around the clock tonight,

We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight.

We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight.

When the clock strikes two, three and four,

If the band slows down we'll yell for more,

We're gonna rock around the clock tonight,

We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight.

We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight.

When the chimes ring five, six and seven,

We'll be right in seventh heaven.

We're gonna rock around the clock tonight,

We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight.

We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight.

When it's eight, nine, ten, eleven too,

I'll be goin' strong and so will you.

We're gonna rock around the clock tonight,

We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight.

We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight.

When the clock strikes twelve, we'll cool off then,

Start a rockin' round the clock again.

We're gonna rock around the clock tonight,

We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight.

We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight.

(c) Max C. Freedman & Jimmy de Knight - 1953 Myers Music USA

Take me Out to the Ball Game by Mandy Patinkin?

I think this was by Manny Patinkin  

It was not by KFT

Jazzmer’s Ballgame

 

Nem mikh mit tsu der bal-shpil, 
Tsum oylem lomir dokh geyn
Koyf mir nislekh un krekerjeck
Ikh vil keyn mol fun dort nit avek
Git zey mut, mut, mut di bal-shpilers, 
Es toyg nit az men farshpilt
Vayl s'iz eyns, tsvey, dray “strikes” un oys
Bay der beysbal shpil!  

Another Take Me Out to the Ball Game -- Who wrote this?

I am not sure who wrote this.  

Could it have been Binyumen Schechter?   

I don't think it  was KFT. 

 

 

לאָמיר גײן צו דעם באַל שפּיל,

איך האָב ליב טאַראַראַם!

 

ניסלעך און װירשטלעך אױך מוזיק, 

ס'װיל זיך קײנ מאַל נישט קומען צוריק,

 

און מע שרײַט "הוראַ" פֿאַר די שפּילערס,

װען זײ דערגרײכן דעם ציל!

 

װײַל ס'איז אײנס, צװײ, דרײַ און אױס, 

בײַ דער בײסבאָל שפּיל!