וואָס מײַן זון וועט ירשנען פֿון מיר. —
which my son will inherit from me. —
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Page 239. 'Lider fun Umkum' poem 'Nit parad un nit yontev' conclusion and new poem 'A mayse' (A Story). The voice concludes: 'which my son will inherit from me. People, what name should I call the fifth death?' Instead of wonder — fear. 'Tumult of sheep who sense a wolf.' The refrain returns. New poem 'A mayse': The father tells his child a bedtime story. 'Once there was a little lamb who got lost in the dense forest. (Poor, poor little lamb.) There came a ravenous wolf — a little lamb must wander, a wolf must devour. (Poorer, poorer wolf.)' Night, stars, frost — 'What is left for me — the father — between stars and frost and little boy? (Poorer, poorer wolf.)' The father identifies with the wolf, not the lamb — pity for the predator forced to devour. Echo of 'Der Volf' (The Wolf) poem from earlier.
וואָס מײַן זון וועט ירשנען פֿון מיר. —
מענטשן, כ'וויל עפֿענען מײַן לעבן פֿאַר אײַך! —
מענטשן, זאָגט,
מיט וואָס פֿאַר אַ נאָמען זאָל איך רופֿן
דעם פֿינפֿטן טויט?
Vos mayn zun vet yirshenen fun mir. —
Mentshn, kh'vil efenen mayn lebn far aykh! —
Mentshn, zogt,
mit vos far a nomen zol ikh rufn
dem finftn toyt?" — — —
Onshtot farvunderung — shrek.
Geshrey un mehume.
Mehume fun shefsn vos dershpirn a volf.
Nit parad un nit yontev
in kaltn, tseblitn fartog.
A mayse
Ikh hob dertseylt mayn yingele a mayse,
iz dos yingele ayngeshlоfn.
Ver veys es nit di mayses vos men dertseylt,
az yingele zol aynshloyfn?
Amol
iz geven
a shepsele,
hot dos shepsele farblоndzshet
in vald in gedhkhtn.
(Оrem, оrem shepsele).
Iz gekumen a volf,
a volf a fartsuker: —
a kleyn shepsele muz dokh farblоndzhen.
Volf fartsuker muz dokh fartsukn.
(Оremer, оremer volf).
Nakht, shtern, glivern.
Vos blaybt iber tsu ton
mir — dem tatn
tsvishn shtern un glivern un yingele?
(Оremer, оremer volf).
which my son will inherit from me. —
People, I want to open my life for you! —
People, tell me,
with what name should I call
the fifth death?' — — —
Instead of wonder — fear.
Crying and tumult.
Tumult of sheep who sense a wolf.
Neither parade nor holiday
in the cold, blossoming dawn.
A Story
I told my little boy a story,
and the little boy fell asleep.
Who doesn't know the stories one tells
so a little boy should fall asleep?
Once
there was
a little lamb,
and the little lamb got lost
in the dense forest.
(Poor, poor little lamb).
There came a wolf,
a ravenous wolf: —
a little lamb must wander astray.
A ravenous wolf must devour.
(Poorer, poorer wolf).
Night, stars, frost.
What is left to do
for me — the father
between stars and frost and little boy?
(Poorer, poorer wolf).
Page 239. 'Lider fun Umkum' poem 'Nit parad un nit yontev' conclusion and new poem 'A mayse' (A Story). The voice concludes: 'which my son will inherit from me. People, what name should I call the fifth death?' Instead of wonder — fear. 'Tumult of sheep who sense a wolf.' The refrain returns. New poem 'A mayse': The father tells his child a bedtime story. 'Once there was a little lamb who got lost in the dense forest. (Poor, poor little lamb.) There came a ravenous wolf — a little lamb must wander, a wolf must devour. (Poorer, poorer wolf.)' Night, stars, frost — 'What is left for me — the father — between stars and frost and little boy? (Poorer, poorer wolf.)' The father identifies with the wolf, not the lamb — pity for the predator forced to devour. Echo of 'Der Volf' (The Wolf) poem from earlier.
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