ניגון עתיק [Nigun Atik] [English translation]

If your tears fall in the night

I shall light for you my joy as a bunch of straw

If your bones shall ache from cold

I shall cover you and lay myself on the stone

If you tell the dance to come to you

On the last of my strings I shall play

If you are short of a birthday gift

My life and death I shall give you

And if bread you need or wine

I shall go out of the house, my back bent

And shall sell my two eyes

To bring you both wine and bread

But if at one time you shall be laughing

Without me at the party of your friends

My jealousy shall pass, silent

And burn your house down with you