"The Lonely Child"
Author, Kaczerginski
Music, Yankl Krimski
Sung by the author.
Presented to Sarah Krinski in New York,
and with best regards to her mother in New York.
Who's chasing me, who?
And leaves me no peace?
Oh mother, my mother dear,
Where are you, where?
Your Sorele seeks you,
Your child's crying out!
Howling and wailing
Like wind in the grass.
Your Sorele seeks you,
Your child's crying out!
Howling and wailing
Like wind in the grass.
My father is missing,
Who knows where he's gone?
He was caught in a trap
By a terrible foe.
The night was so dark
When this happened to him,
Still darker than night
Was my dear mother's face.
The night was so dark
When this happened to him,
Still darker than night
Was my dear mother's face.
All day she wanders,
All evening she roams.
All through the restless night,
The child worries on.
She hears in her mind
Her father's close footsteps.
Her mother still rocks her,
And sings her this song:
"If it happens some day
A mother you'll be,
You must make your children
Aware of our pain.
How your father and mother
Suffered under the enemy.
Forget not the past
Not for one single day!"
How your father and mother
Suffered under the enemy.
Forget not the past
Not for one single day!"