Vi shayn vi likhtig iz in hoyz Ven di mame iz du. Vi troyerik biter vert Ven got nemt ir oyf olam habo.
How beautiful and full of light is the home When mother is here How gloomy and bitter it is When God takes her to the next world.
N vaser in fayer - volt zi gelofen far ir kind Nit haltn ir tayer, dos volt geven di greste zind Oy vi gliklakh un raykh iz der mentsh vos hot Az a sheyner matone geshenkt fun got Nor an altichke yiddishe mame Mamenyu mayn
A Yiddishe Mame (A Jewish Mother)
By J.Y. Polack and J. Yellen
My Yiddishe mama - I miss her more than ever now. My Yiddishe mama - I long to kiss her wrinkled brow. I long to hold her hand once more as in days gone by And ask her to forgive me for things I did that made her cry
How few were her pleasures; She never cared for fashion styles. Her jewels and her treasures, She found them in her babiesÕ smiles. Oh I know that I owe all I am today To that dear little lady whoÕs old and gray, My wonderful Yiddishe mama Ma-a-a-a-a-menyu mayn