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Ekh Lyuli Lyuli
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Rakhmones afn tayvl
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Dumay!
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Глупые сионисты / Oh you foolish little zionists
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Oy, ir narishe tsienistn
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Sher
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Симпатия к дьяволу / Sympathy for whom?
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The Internationale
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Шер / Sher
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Думай! / Think!
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The Number
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Число / The number
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Не журите хлопцы / Nye zhuritye khloptsy
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The Tinternationale
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Nye Zhuritye Khloptsy
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Я клятвенно руку подъемлю... + Надежда / I raise my hand up and I swear... + The hope
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В солёном море / Beneath the salt sea
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In zaltsikn yam
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Ikh heyb oyf mayn hand un ikh shver / The Hope
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Не журитесь, хлопцы
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Oh you foolish little zionists
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Beneath the Salt Sea
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Think!
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Думай...
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Ikh Heyb Oyf Mayn Hand Un Ikh Shver
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Ikh Heyb Oyf Mayn Hand Un Ikh Shver... (I Raise My Hand Up And I Swear...)
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Der Numer (The Number)
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Rakhmones Afn Tayvl? (Sympathy For Whom?)
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Sympathy For Whom
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Oy Ir Narishe Tsienistn
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Симпатия к дьяволу
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Dumay! (Think!)
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Симпатия к дьяволу / Sympathy
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in Zaltsikn Yam (Beneath The Salt Sea)
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Der number
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Глупые сионисты
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Ne zhuritse khloptsi / Yesterday Is Buried
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I Raise my Hand Up and I Swear...the Hope
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Sympathy For Whom?
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Глупые сионисты / Oh you fooli
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Oy, Ir Narishe Tsionistn
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Ikh Heyb Oyf Mayn Hand Un Ikh Shver... / The Hope
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Не журите хлопцы
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Nye Zhuritye Khloptsy / Не Журите Хлопцы
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The Hope
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In Zaltsikn Yam / Beneath The Salt Sea / В солёном море
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Думай!
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Ikh heysse oyf mayn hand un ik
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Sher / Шер
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Der Numer / THe Number / Число
In zaltsikn yam fun di mentshlekhe trern
Gefint zikh a shreklekher thom,
(Gefint zikh a shreklekher thom)
Er ken shoyn nit tifer, nit fintsterer vern,
Im tseykhnt a blutiker shtrom.
Dem thom hobn toyznter yorn gegrobn
Emune in sine un payn,
Un toyznter yorn, alts tropn nokh tropn
Es gisn zikh trern arayn.
Beneath the salt sea of humanity's weeping
A terrible chasm abides
It couldn't be darker, it couldn't be deeper
It is stained with a bloody red tide
So much of this sea has been filled with the sorrows
Endured by the suffering Jews
But only the tears of the poor ones are bloody
The rich cry as clear as the dew
Yes, only the worker, the pauper, the beggar
Belong to the bloody abyss
While those you call "brother," the rich and the greedy,
Fly high overhead in their bliss
And thousands of years have created this chasm
Of piety, hatred, and pain
And for thousands of years all humanity's weeping
Flows in like a limitless rain
Un fol iz der thom, dos iz yiddishe trern,
Nor hot nisht keyn toyes in zey
A blutike trer tut dem kapzen geheren,
Dem ____ a vayze vi shney
Nor aykh bal-malokhes, avonim, kapsonim,
Geherr dokh der shreklikher thom
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