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Kh’bin oysgeforn velder un felder, oy vey


Kh’bin oysgeforn velder un felder, oy vey




Narrator comes across a murdered soldier, oy vey, his body is torn and blood spurts out. Three brothers are running away from him... Who will say kaddish over me, light candles...Who will come to my funeral? My trusted horse. Black birds come flying, rest on my grave. Black birds fly quickly to my mother to tell her of my health. Mame, mame, eat and forget my death.


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