Paroles et traduction Golem - Belz

Belz

Ertsel mir alter
Ertsel mir geshvind
Vayl ikh vil visn als ertselt

Vi zehyt oys das shtibele, vos hat amol geglanst
Tsi bliht nokh der boymele, vos ikh hob farflanst
Das shtibl is alt, farvaksn mit mokh un gros
Der alte dakh tserfaln
Di fenster ohn glos

Der gannik is krumm
Tserboygn di vend
Du volst das shoymer gor nit erkenn

Ay ay ay belz, mayn shtetele belz
Mayn heymele, dort vo ikh hob mayne kindishe yorn farbrakht
Bist du geven amol in belz
Mayn shtetele belz
Mayn heymele, dort vo ikh hob mayne kindishe yorn farbrakht

Yeydn shabbes pfleg ikh loyfn mit alle yinge nakh laykh
Zitsn unter di grine boymele
Varfn shteynele in taykh

Belz, mayn shtetele belz
Mayn heymele, dort vo ikh hob mayne kindishe yorn farbrakht
Bist du geven amol in belz
Mayn shtetele belz
Mayn heymele, dort vo ikh hob mayne kindishe yorn farbrakht

Yeydn shabbes pfleg ikh loyfn mit alle yinge nakh laykh
Zitsn unter di grine boymele
Varfn shteynele in taykh

Belz, mayn shtetele belz
Mayn heymele, dort vo ikh hob mayne kindishe yorn farbrakht

Belz

Tell me, my love
Tell me quickly
For I want to know everything

How did that little house look that once shone
Does that little tree I planted still bloom
The little house is old, overgrown with moss and mold
The old roof decayed
The windows without glass

The porch is crooked
The walls warped
You wouldn't recognize the house at all

Oh, oh, oh Belz, my little town Belz
My home, where I spent my childhood years
Have you ever been to Belz
My little town Belz
My home, where I spent my childhood years

On Friday nights I used to walk with all the other boys
Sitting under the green trees
Throwing stones into the pond

Belz, my little town Belz
My home, where I spent my childhood years
Have you ever been to Belz
My little town Belz
My home, where I spent my childhood years

On Friday nights I used to walk with all the other boys
Sitting under the green trees
Throwing stones into the pond

Belz, my little town Belz
My home, where I spent my childhood years