сл. и муз. - Александр Ольшанецкий (1892-1946)
Их hоб дих цу фил либ,
Их трoг oйф дир кайн хас
Их hоб дих цу фил либ
Цу зайн аф дир ин кас.
Их hоб дих цу фил либ,
Цу зайн аф дир гор бейз
А нар их хейс, их вейс,
Вайл их hоб дих либ.
Х'hоб дир майн лебн авекгегебн
Майн hарц, майн нешоме,
Их бин кранк, нор
Майн геданк трахт нит фyн некoме
Их hоб дих цу фил либ,
Цу зайн аф дир гор бейз
А нар их хейс, их вейс,
Вайл их hоб дих либ.
I love you much too much
I've known it from the start
But yet my love is such
I can't control my heart
I love you much too much
I ask myself what for
And darling when we touch
I love you more
Perhaps I hold your heart too tightly
But who am I to say
If I should hold it lightly
It might slip away
(I love you much too much
You've never really known
I love you oh so much
I'm yours alone)
Их hоб дих цу фил либ,
Их трoг oйф дир кайн хас
А нар их хейс, их вейс,
Вайл их hоб дих либ.
seq. and music. - Alexander Olshanetsky (1892-1946)
Their COB Dih zu Phil Lieb,
Their trog oyf Dir Khas Kyne
Their hob dux zu Phil Lieb
Tsu Zayn af John Deere CAS.
Their hob dux zu Phil Lieb,
Tsu Zayn af dir Base mountains
And the folk of Hays, of Weiss,
Vile their hob dux Lieb.
H'hob dir mein Lebna avekgegebn
Main harts, mein neshome,
Their bin crunk, nor
Mein Gedanken traht nit fyn nekome
Their hob dux zu Phil Lieb,
Tsu Zayn af dir Base mountains
And the folk of Hays, of Weiss,
Vile their hob dux Lieb.
I love you much too much
I've known it from the start
But yet my love is such
I can not control my heart
I love you much too much
I ask myself what for
And darling when we touch
I love you more
Perhaps I hold your heart too tightly
But who am I to say
If I should hold it lightly
It might slip away
(I love you much too much
You've never really known
I love you oh so much
I'm yours alone)
Their hob dux zu Phil Lieb,
Their trog oyf Dir Khas Kyne
And the folk of Hays, of Weiss,
Vile their hob dux Lieb.
