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If I were a rich man, Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum. Oy, what a happy mood she's in. So, what would have been so terrible if I had a small fortune? And I'd discuss the holy books with the learned men, several hours every day.
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That would be the sweetest thing of all. A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below. When you're rich, they think you really know!
Screaming at the servants, day and night.
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And I don't understand it, it was almost fleeting The caress of your finger across my back While it drew a heart And I ask the heavens to understand this jealousy That takes over me whenever I can't see you again I ask the moon to light up your life,Melendi - Un violinista en tu tejado - http: If I were a wealthy man.
And maybe have a seat by the Eastern wall. Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum. The most important men in town would come to fawn on me! Supervising meals to her heart's delight. There would be one long staircase just going up, And one even longer coming down, And one more leading nowhere, just for show.
El violinista en el tejado Track 11 Lyrics "Dear God, you made many, many poor people.
And I don't understand it, it was almost fleeting The caress of your finger across my back While it drew a heart And I ask the heavens to understand this jealousy That takes over me whenever I can't see you again I ask the moon to light up your life, Mine has been lying melted down since long ago Since it is so hard for me to be able to love for even moments It is better if I don't love you at all, It will be less expensive I'm fed up with being the sad fiddler that is on your rooftop, Playing always out of tune when it comes to English You are as dim as the light that lights up my life, The ripest, forbidden fruit, So different and yet so alike to the storm that took my life away CHORUS: I'd fill my yard with chicks and turkeys and geese and ducks For the town to see and hear.
Soon I will be free Because time heals everything, Because one nail drives out another, Always out of tune, And as I search your garbage The little people of this circus that one day we set up, are getting taller But don't have a doubt If I were a biddy biddy rich, Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.
I see her putting on airs and strutting like a peacock. I wouldn't have to work hard. I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen, Right in the middle of the town.
If I were rich, I'd have the time that I lack To sit in the synagogue and pray.
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They would ask me to advise them, Like a Solomon the Wise. And each loud "cheep" and "swaqwk" and "honk" and "quack" Would land like a trumpet on the ear, As if to say "Here lives a wealthy man. But it's no great honor either!
I realize, of course, that it's no shame to be poor. I see my wife, my Golde, looking like a rich man's wife With a proper double-chin. And it won't make one bit of difference if i answer right or wrong.