צרות טובות [Tsarot Tovot] [English translation]

In my town there were two maidens

Two beautiful twin maidens.

They were always so alike,

So alike were the maidens.

And I've loved them both, O God,

That one was mine and the other was mine,

That's how good troubles came my way

They were two and neither of them knew

One about the other, one about the other.

I took one to the mountains

To see the sun rising

And [I took] the other to the forest

To watch the sun vanishing.

And I've loved them both, O God,

That one was mine and the other was mine,

That's how good troubles came my way

They were two and neither of them knew

One about the other, one about the other.

How the days go by so fast

And how the night only goes shorter,

And the angels already signal me -

What shall I do, which one should I choose?

I've loved them both, O God,

That one was mine and the other was mine,

That's how good troubles came my way

They were two and neither of them knew

One about the other, one about the other.