Рет қаралды 74,127
Three performances:
1. Dona Dona
2. Neshumele Di Mayns (Sara Bialas-Tenenberg)
3. Bulgarish Klezmer Instrumental
voc: Karsten Troyke
cl: Jan Hermerschmidt
violin: Gennadi Dessatnik
acc: Valery Khoryshman
double-b: Michael Jach
about "Dona Dona":
This song of Aaron Zeitlin and Sholom Secunda was always misunderstood by everybody: Jews and non-Jews. It's not a story about a calf that didn't learn to fly, it's not a song of taking responsibility for your own freedom. It's not about that Jews didn't fight against the Nazis -- and they did if they could, like every human being in that situation would. The song is a bitter picture of less opportunities. And always the wind is laughing.
On a wagon bound and helpless
Lies a calf, who is doomed to die.
High above him flies a swallow
Soaring gaily through the sky.
The wind laughs in the cornfield
Laughs with all his might
Laughs and laughs the whole day through
And half way through the night
Dona, dona, dona, dona,
Dona, dona, dona, do,
Dona, dona, dona, dona,
Dona, dona, dona, do.
Now the calf is softly crying
"Tell me wind, why do you laugh?"
Why can't I fly like the swallow
Why did I have to be a calf,
The wind laughs in the cornfield ...
Calves are born and soon are slaughtered
With no hope of being saved.
Only those with wing like swallow
Will not ever be enslaved.
YIDDISH:
אויפן װאָגן ליגט א קעלבל,
ליגט געבונטן מיט א שטריק,
הויך אין הימל פליט א שװעלבל,
פרײט זיך, דרײט זיך אהין און צריק
.
לאכט דער װינט און קאָרן,
לאכט און לאכט און לאכט,
לאכט אראָפּ א טאָג א גאַנצן,
מיט אַ האלבע נאכט
.
דאנא, דאנא, דאנא, דאנא,
דאנא, דאנא, דאנא, דאנא, דא,
דאנא, דאנא, דאנא, דאנא,
דאנא, דאנא, דאנא, דא
.
שרײַט דאָס קעלבל, זאָגט דער פּויער,
װער־זשע הײסט דיך זײן א קאלב,
װאָלסט געקענט דאָך זײן אַ פויגל,
װאָלסט געקענט דאָך זײן א שװאַלב
.
בידנע קעלבלאך דארף מען בינטן,
און מען שלעפּט זײ און מען שעכט,
װערס האָט פליגל פליט ארויפ צו
איז בײ קײנעם נישט קײן קנעכט
oifn vogn ligt a kelbl
ligt gebindn mit a shtrik
hoich in himl flit a shvelbl
frait sich drait sich ahin in tsrik.
lacht der vint in korn
lacht in lacht in lacht
lacht arup a tug a gantsn
mit a halbe nacht.
dana, dana, dana, dana,
dana, dana, dana, da,
dana, dana, dana, dana,
dana, dana, dana, da.
shrait dus kelbl zugt der poier
ver'zhe haist dich zain a kalb
volst gekent doch zain a foigl
volst gekent doch sain a shvalb.
lacht der vint in korn ...
bidne kelblach darf men bintn
in men shlept zey in men shecht
ver s'hot fligl, flit aroif tsi
is bai kainem nisht kain knecht.