Fiddler on the roof - If I were a rich man
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RBHZFYpQ6nc
"Dear God, you made many, many poor people.
I realize, of course, that it's no shame to be poor.
But it's no great honor either!
So, what would have been so terrible if I had a small fortune?"
If I were a rich man,
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I'd biddy biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.
I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen,
Right in the middle of the town.
A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below.
There would be one long staircase just going up,
And one even longer coming down,
And one more leading nowhere, just for show.
I'd fill my yard with chicks and turkeys and geese and ducks
For the town to see and hear.
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."
If I were a rich man,
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I'd biddy biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.
I see my wife, my Golde, looking like a rich man's wife
With a proper double-chin.
Supervising meals to her heart's delight.
I see her putting on airs and strutting like a peacock.
Oy, what a happy mood she's in.
Screaming at the servants, day and night.
The most important men in town would come to fawn on me!
They would ask me to advise them,
Like a Solomon the Wise.
"If you please, Reb Tevye..."
"Pardon me, Reb Tevye..."
Posing problems that would cross a rabbi's eyes!
And it won't make one bit of difference if i answer right or wrong.
When you're rich, they think you really know!
If I were rich, I'd have the time that I lack
To sit in the synagogue and pray.
And maybe have a seat by the Eastern wall.
And I'd discuss the holy books with the learned men, several hours every day.
That would be the sweetest thing of all.
If I were a rich man,
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I'd biddy biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.
Damir Niksic: "If I wasn't muslim"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7WP5XPRk5wg
IF I WASN'T MUSLIM
If I wasn’t Muslim
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I wasn’t born Mohammedan
Life for me would have been fun.
I could live and prosper
On my land and I could even build a bigger house
I wouldn’t have to, every now and then,
Run and hide like a mouse.
If I wasn’t Muslim
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
My neighbors wouldn’t set my home on fire
And surround me with barbed wire
I wouldn’t live in terror
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
Books wouldn’t teach you that I was an error
In European history.
Ref:
I would not have to prove that I am not stupid
A backward and primitive villain
An alien threat to your way of life
to be hunted down.
I wouldn’t be so ashamed of
The names of my relatives and mine
Of the Semitic language I speak to my God
That no one here understands
My tradition wouldn’t insult
My Christian neighbors and friends
My diet, my cap, the Ramadan fast
the crescent and the star.
Bayram, I know, will never be famous
like Christmas or Easter Sunday
so modern and cool, so western,
and - oh so “secular”.
If I wasn’t Muslim
If I had an ordinary Slavic Christian name
If I wasn’t circumcised
If I could eat my eggs with ham
I would be accepted
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
I’d blend in to Europe and enjoy
I wouldn’t be its whipping boy.
– oh boy –
If I were a Christian
I wouldn’t have to prove that I am human too.
‘Cause when you’re Christian you’re always civilized
no matter what you wear or do.
But when you are a Muslim
It is really hard to find some sympathy for you
No one really likes you, no one really cares
No one wants to know your point of view.
If I wasn’t Muslim
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I was a part of Christendom
Europe would be my sweet home.
I wouldn’t have to worry
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
What will happen in a year or two
Will I have to leave or stay and die
Drop my pants to be identified and put aside
Just ‘cause I’m a Mussulman?
http://www.damirniksic.com/
Damir Niksic, Stockholm based conceptual artist from Sarajevo, Bosnia and Herzegovina.
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