The Snowstorm
Klavne
What do you say, Reb Yoel Chayim?
Yoel Chayim
A pity to lose her from the house.
Shmereh (to Klavne)
And with my girl it doesn’t suit you to make a match?
Klavne
But she already has someone.
Urtcha
What’s all the needless talk about? I say he’s a likely enough young scamp. And you, Shmereh, don’t need to quibble over the matter either.
Chatcha Shimcha
Shat! Shat! I’m not giving my daughter at all. Klavne, I'll not give you my daughter.
Shmereh (to Shprintze Tzirel)
Don’t worry, daughter. You'll get a husband. Sing, brothers: “Whatever we are, we are; but God we serve.”” Oh, oh, oh, how good I feel! How happy I am! Oh, oh, oh, what joy! Show them, daughter, how you can dance on the table.
Chatcha Shimcha
Show what you can do, Shprintze Tzirel.
Shoreh Malke
Go, Shprintzele, show them what you can do.
Vaveh
Women, be quiet! Oh, my! People, how good I feel!
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