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Barikadn

Artist: Shmerke Kaczerginski
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First posted by: yidlid.org

Transliteration

Tates, mames, kinderlekh Boyen barikadn, Oyf di gasn geyen arum Arbeter-otryadn. S'iz der tate fri fun shtub Avek oyf der fabrik, Vet er shoyn in shtibele Nit kumen haynt tsurik. S'veysn gut di kinderlekh, Der tate vet nit kumen, S'iz der tate haynt in gas Mit zayn biks farnumen. S'iz di mame oykh avek In gas farkoyfn epl, Shteyen in kikh faryosemte Di teler mitn tepl. S'vet nit zayn keyn vetshere Zogt Khanele di yatn, Vayl di mame iz avek Tsuhelfn dem tatn. Plutsling: trakh! a pule iz Arayn in kleynem shtibl, Farbaygefloygn Khanelen, Gemakht in vant a gribl. Oyb azoy zogt Khanele Kinder, kumt mit mir! Motye nem di groyse korb, Meyerke: di tir. Di shuflodn fun kamod, Mit an altn fas, A barikade shteln mir Oyf in mitn gas. Di barikade oyfgeshtelt, In shtibl nito keyner, Loyfn politsey farbay, Di kinder varfn shteyner. Vos mir, ven mir vetshere, Es dunern harmatn, Di kinderlekh fun shtibele Helfn mamen-tatn... Tates, mames, kinderlekh Boyen barikadn, Oyf di gasn geyen arum Arbeter-otryadn.

Translation

Fathers, mothers, children, Are building barricades, In the streets are coming and going Workers cohorts. Father, early, from home, Is gone to the factory He will not, to the house, Come back today. They know for sure, the children, Father won't come back Father, today, is in the street Busy with his gun. Mother is gone too, In the street selling apples, Standing orphaned in the kitchen Are the plates and pots. There won't be any supper, Says Khanele to the boys, Because Mama is gone To help Daddy. Suddenly - bang! A bullet Enters the little house, Flying past Khanele It buries itself in the wall. If so, says Khanele, Children, come with me! Motye, take the big basket, Meyerke, the door. The dresser drawers And an old barrel, We put up a barricade In the middle of the street. The barricade put up, Nobody left at home, Police run past, The children throw stones. Who cares about supper, Cannons are thundering, The children of the house Are helping there parents. Fathers, mothers, children, Are building barricades, In the streets are coming and going Workers cohorts.