Mayn Rue Plats
"Mayn Rue Plats" Performed by the Yiddish Community Chorus of Boston Workmen's Circle
Lyrics to “Mayn Rue Plats”
My Resting Place
Don’t look for me where myrtles grow,
You will not find me there, my beloved.
Where lives wither at the machines,
There is my resting place.
Don’t look for me where birds sing,
You will not find me there, my beloved.
A slave am I, where chains clang.
There is my resting place.
And if you love me with true love,
Then came to me, my good beloved,
And light up my gloomy heart,
And make sweet my resting place.
Mayn Rue Plats
Nit zukh mikh vu di mirtn grinen,
Gefinst mikh dortn nit, mayn shats.
Vu lebns velkn bay mashinen,
Dortn iz mayn rue plats.
Nit zukh mikh vu di feygl zingen,
Gefinst mikh dortn nit, mayn shats.
A shklaf bin ikh, vu keytn klingen,
Dortn iz mayn rue plats.
Un libstu mikh mit varer libe,
To kum tzu mir, mayn guter shats.
Un hayter oyf mayn harts, dos tribe,
Un makh mir zis mayn rue plats.
