Tsen Brider
צען ברידער
Martin Rosenberg alias Rosebery d'Arguto
 

Lyrics

Translation

We were ten brothers, 
We dealt in wine. 
One of us died, 
Nine of us remained. 

We were nine brothers, 
We dealt in freight. 
One of us died, 
Eight of us remained. 

Yidl with your fiddle, 
Gedalye with your bass
Play a little tune for me 
In the middle of the street. 

We were eight brothers, 
We dealt in beets. 
One of us died, 
Seven of us remained. 

We were seven brothers, 
We dealt in baked goods. 
One of us died, 
Six of us remained. 

We were six brothers, 
We dealt in hose. 
One of us died, 
Five of us remained. 

We were five brothers, 
We dealt in beer. 
One of us died, 
Four of us remained. 

We were four brothers, 
We dealt in tea. 
One of us died, 
Three of us remained. 

We were three brothers, 
We dealt in lead. 
One of us died, 
Two of us remained. 

We were two brothers, 
We dealt in bones. 
One of us died, 
I am left alone. 

I remain the only brother, 
I deal in candles. 
I die every day 
Because I have nothing to eat.