LINDA KELTZ PLAYING ZOG NIT KEN MOL (THE PARTISANS' HYMN) CLICK TO HEAR THE MELODY

Zog nit ken mol, az du geist dem letstn veg,
Ven himlen blayene farshteln bloye teg.
Kumen vet nokh undzer oysgebenkte sho,
Es vet a poyk ton undzer trot: „Mir zaynen do!"

Fun grinen palmenland biz land fun vaysn shney
Mir kumen on mit undzer payn, mit undzer vey,
Un vu gefaln iz a shprits fun undzer blut,
Shprotsn vet dort undzer gvures, undzer mut.

Es vet di morgnzun bagildn undz dem haynt,
Un der nehtn vet farshvindn mitn faynd.
Nor oyb farzamen vet di zun in dem kayor,
Vi a parol zol geyn dos lid fun dor tsu dor!
Geshribm iz dos lid mit blut un nit mit blay.
S'iz nit ken lidl fun a foygl af dem fray -
Dos hot a folk tsevishn falndike vent
Dos lid gezungen mit naganes in di hent.

To zog nit ken mol, az du geist dem letstn veg,
Ven himlen blayene farshteln bloye teg.
Kumen vet nokh undzer oysgebenkte sho,
Es vet a poyk ton undzer trot: "Mir zaynen do!"

English Translation:

You must not say that you now walk the final way,.
Because the darkened heavens hide the blue of day.
The time we've longed for will at last draw near,
And our steps, as drums, will sound that we are here.

From land all green with palms, to lands all white with snow
We now arrive with all our pain and all our woe.
Where our blood sprayed out and came to touch the land,
There our courage and our faith will rise and stand.