[TEVYE]
Tradition, tradition! Tradition!
Tradition, tradition! Tradition!
[TEVYE & PAPAS]
Who, day and night, must scramble for a living,
Feed a wife and children, say his daily prayers?
And who has the right, as master of the house,
To have the final word at home?
The Papa, the Papa! Tradition.
The Papa, the Papa! Tradition.
[GOLDE & MAMAS]
Who must know the way to make a proper home,
A quiet home, a kosher home?
Who must raise the family and run the home,
So Papa's free to read the holy books?
The Mama, the Mama! Tradition!
The Mama, the Mama! Tradition!
[SONS]
At three, I started Hebrew school. At ten, I learned a trade.
I hear they've picked a bride for me. I hope she's pretty.
The son, the son! Tradition!
The son, the son! Tradition!
[DAUGHTERS]
And who does Mama teach to mend and tend and fix,
Preparing me to marry whoever Papa picks?
The daughter, the daughter! Tradition!
The daughter, the daughter! Tradition!
[MATCHMAKER]
Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match.
Find me a find, catch me a catch.
Matchmaker, matchmaker, look through your book
And make me a perfect match.
Matchmaker, matchmaker, I'll bring the veil.
You bring the groom, slender and pale.
Bring me a ring, for I'm longing to be
The envy of all I see.
For Papa, make him a scholar.
For Mama, make him rich as a king.
For me, well, I wouldn't holler
If her were as handsome as anything.
Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match.
Find me a find, catch me a catch.
Night after night, in the dark, I'm alone.
So, find me a match of my own.
[TSEITEL]
Hodel, oh Hodel, have I made a match for you.
He's handsome! He's young! All right, he's 62.
But he's a nice man, a good catch. True? True!
I promise you'll be happy. And even if you're not,
There's more to life than that. Don't ask me what!
Chava! I've found him! Will you be a lucky bride!
He's handsome. He's tall! That is, from side to side.
But he's a nice man, a good catch, Right? Right!
You've heard he has a temper. He'll beat you every night.
But only when he's sober- so you're all right!
Did you think you'd get a prince?
Well I do the best I can.
With no dowry, no money, no family background,
Be glad you got a man!
Matchmaker, matchmaker, you know that I'm
Still very young. Please, take your time.
Up to this minute, I've misunderstood
That I could get stuck for good.
Dear Yenta, see that he's gentle.
Remember, you were also a bride.
It's not that I'm sentimental.
It's just that I'm terrified!
Matchmaker, matchmaker, plan me no plans.
I'm in no rush. maybe I've learned
Playing with matches a girl can get burned.
So bring me no ring, groom me no groom,
Find me no find, catch me no catch.
Unless he's a matchless match!
Fiddler On The Roof Musical Soundtrack Album Lyrics
Fiddler On The Roof Musical Soundtrack Lyrics
- Fiddler on the Roof Cast - Tradition
- Fiddler on the Roof Cast - If I Were a Rich Man
- Fiddler on the Roof Cast - Sabbath Prayer
- Fiddler on the Roof Cast - Matchmaker
- Fiddler on the Roof Cast - Sunrise, Sunset
- Jerry Bock - Miracle of Miracles
- Fiddler on the Roof Cast - Anatevka
- Fiddler on the Roof Cast - To Life!
- Fiddler on the Roof Cast - Tevye's Monologue
- Fiddler on the Roof Cast - Tevye's Dream
- Fiddler on the Roof Cast - Wedding Procession
- Fiddler on the Roof Cast - Wedding Celebration/The Bottle Dance
- Fiddler on the Roof Cast - First Act Finale
- Fiddler on the Roof Cast - Entr'acte
- Fiddler on the Roof Cast - Do You Love Me?
- Fiddler on the Roof Cast - Far from the Home I Love
- Paul Michael Glaser - Any Day Now
- Fiddler on the Roof Cast - Chava Ballet Sequence
- Fiddler on the Roof Cast - Rejection Scene
- Fiddler on the Roof Cast - Finale
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If I Were a Rich Man
by Fiddler on the Roof Cast
[TEVYE]
"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.
"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.
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Sabbath Prayer
by Fiddler on the Roof Cast
[MOTHERS AND FATHERS]
May the Lord protect and defend you.
May He always shield you from shame.
May you come to be
In Israel a shining name.
May you be like Ruth and like Esther.
May you be deserving of praise.
Strengthen them, Oh Lord,
And keep them from the strangers' ways.
May God bless you and grant you long lives.
(May the Lord fulfill our Sabbath prayer for you.)
May God make you good mothers and wives.
(May He send you husbands who will care for you.)
May the Lord protect and defend you.
May the Lord preserve you from pain.
Favor them, Oh Lord, with happiness and peace.
Oh, hear our Sabbath prayer. Amen.
May the Lord protect and defend you.
May He always shield you from shame.
May you come to be
In Israel a shining name.
May you be like Ruth and like Esther.
May you be deserving of praise.
Strengthen them, Oh Lord,
And keep them from the strangers' ways.
May God bless you and grant you long lives.
(May the Lord fulfill our Sabbath prayer for you.)
May God make you good mothers and wives.
(May He send you husbands who will care for you.)
May the Lord protect and defend you.
May the Lord preserve you from pain.
Favor them, Oh Lord, with happiness and peace.
Oh, hear our Sabbath prayer. Amen.
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Matchmaker
by Fiddler on the Roof Cast
Hodel:
Well, somebody has to arrange the matches,
Young people can't decide these things themselves.
Chava:
She might bring someone wonderful----
Hodel:
Someone interesting----
Chava:
And well off----
Hodel:
And important---
Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
Make me a match,
Find me a find,
Catch me a catch
Matchmaker, Matchmaker
Look through your book,
And make me a perfect match
Chava:
Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
I'll bring the veil,
You bring the groom,
Slender and pale.
Bring me a ring for I'm longing to be,
The envy of all I see.
Hodel:
For Papa,
Make him a scholar.
Chava:
For mama,
Make him rich as a king.
Chava and Hodel:
For me, well,
I wouldn't holler
If he were as handsome as anything.
Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
Make me a match,
Find me a find,
Catch me a catch,
Night after night in the dark I'm alone
So find me match,
Of my own.
(spoken)
Tzeitel:
Since when are you in a match, Chava? I thought you had your eye on your books.
(Hodel chuckles)
Tzeitel con't:
And you have your eye on the Rabbi's son.
Hodel:
Well, why not?
We have only one Rabbi and he has only one son.
Why shouldn't I want the best?
Tzeitel:
Because you're a girl from a poor family.
So whatever Yenta brings, you'll take, right?
Of course right!
(throws scarf over her head, imitating Yenta)
(singing)
Hodel, oh Hodel,
Have I made a match for you!
He's handsome, he's young!
Alright, he's 62.
But he's a nice man, a good catch, true?
True.
I promise you'll be happy,
And even if you're not,
There's more to life than that---
Don't ask me what.
Chava, I found him.
Won't you be a lucky bride!
He's handsome, he's tall,
That is from side to side.
But he's a nice man, a good catch, right?
Right.
You heard he has a temper.
He'll beat you every night,
But only when he's sober,
So you'll alright.
Did you think you'd get a prince?
Well I do the best I can.
With no dowry, no money, no family background
Be glad you got a man!
Chava:
Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
You know that I'm
Still very young.
Please, take your time.
Hodel:
Up to this minute,
I misunderstood
That I could get stuck for good.
Chava and Hodel:
Dear Yenta,
See that he's gentle
Remember,
You were also a bride.
It's not that
I'm sentimental
Chava and Hodel and Tzeitel:
It's just that I'm terrified!
Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
Plan me no plans
I'm in no rush
Maybe I've learned
Playing with matches
A girl can get burned
So,
Bring me no ring
Groom me no groom
Find me no find
Catch me no catch
Unless he's a matchless match.
Well, somebody has to arrange the matches,
Young people can't decide these things themselves.
Chava:
She might bring someone wonderful----
Hodel:
Someone interesting----
Chava:
And well off----
Hodel:
And important---
Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
Make me a match,
Find me a find,
Catch me a catch
Matchmaker, Matchmaker
Look through your book,
And make me a perfect match
Chava:
Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
I'll bring the veil,
You bring the groom,
Slender and pale.
Bring me a ring for I'm longing to be,
The envy of all I see.
Hodel:
For Papa,
Make him a scholar.
Chava:
For mama,
Make him rich as a king.
Chava and Hodel:
For me, well,
I wouldn't holler
If he were as handsome as anything.
Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
Make me a match,
Find me a find,
Catch me a catch,
Night after night in the dark I'm alone
So find me match,
Of my own.
(spoken)
Tzeitel:
Since when are you in a match, Chava? I thought you had your eye on your books.
(Hodel chuckles)
Tzeitel con't:
And you have your eye on the Rabbi's son.
Hodel:
Well, why not?
We have only one Rabbi and he has only one son.
Why shouldn't I want the best?
Tzeitel:
Because you're a girl from a poor family.
So whatever Yenta brings, you'll take, right?
Of course right!
(throws scarf over her head, imitating Yenta)
(singing)
Hodel, oh Hodel,
Have I made a match for you!
He's handsome, he's young!
Alright, he's 62.
But he's a nice man, a good catch, true?
True.
I promise you'll be happy,
And even if you're not,
There's more to life than that---
Don't ask me what.
Chava, I found him.
Won't you be a lucky bride!
He's handsome, he's tall,
That is from side to side.
But he's a nice man, a good catch, right?
Right.
You heard he has a temper.
He'll beat you every night,
But only when he's sober,
So you'll alright.
Did you think you'd get a prince?
Well I do the best I can.
With no dowry, no money, no family background
Be glad you got a man!
Chava:
Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
You know that I'm
Still very young.
Please, take your time.
Hodel:
Up to this minute,
I misunderstood
That I could get stuck for good.
Chava and Hodel:
Dear Yenta,
See that he's gentle
Remember,
You were also a bride.
It's not that
I'm sentimental
Chava and Hodel and Tzeitel:
It's just that I'm terrified!
Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
Plan me no plans
I'm in no rush
Maybe I've learned
Playing with matches
A girl can get burned
So,
Bring me no ring
Groom me no groom
Find me no find
Catch me no catch
Unless he's a matchless match.
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Sunrise, Sunset
by Fiddler on the Roof Cast
(tevye)
Is this the little girl i carried,
Is this the little boy at play?
(golde)
I don't remember growing older,
When did they?
(tevye)
When did she get to be a beauty,
When did he grow to be so tall?
(golde)
Wasn't it yesterday when they were small?
(men)
Sunrise, sunset (x2),
Swiftly flow the days.
(women)
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers,
Blossoming even as we gaze.
(everyone)
Sunrise, sunset (x2),
Swiftly fly the years,
One season following another,
Laiden with happiness and tears.
(tevye)
What words of wisdom can i give them,
How can i help to ease their way?
(golde)
Now they must learn from one another,
Day by day.
(perchik)
They look so natural together.
(hodel)
Just like two newlyweds should be.
(perchik and hodel)
Is there a canopy in store for me?
(everyone)
Sunrise, sunset (x2),
Swiftly fly the years,
One season following another,
Laiden with happiness,
And tears
Is this the little girl i carried,
Is this the little boy at play?
(golde)
I don't remember growing older,
When did they?
(tevye)
When did she get to be a beauty,
When did he grow to be so tall?
(golde)
Wasn't it yesterday when they were small?
(men)
Sunrise, sunset (x2),
Swiftly flow the days.
(women)
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers,
Blossoming even as we gaze.
(everyone)
Sunrise, sunset (x2),
Swiftly fly the years,
One season following another,
Laiden with happiness and tears.
(tevye)
What words of wisdom can i give them,
How can i help to ease their way?
(golde)
Now they must learn from one another,
Day by day.
(perchik)
They look so natural together.
(hodel)
Just like two newlyweds should be.
(perchik and hodel)
Is there a canopy in store for me?
(everyone)
Sunrise, sunset (x2),
Swiftly fly the years,
One season following another,
Laiden with happiness,
And tears
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Miracle of Miracles
by Jerry Bock
[ Featuring Sheldon Harnick ]
Wonder of wonders, miracle of miracles-
God took a Daniel once again,
Stood by his and side and- miracle of miracles-
Walked him through the lions den!
Wonder of wonders, miracle of miracles-
I was afraid that God would frown,
But like he did so long ago, at Jericho,
God just made a wall fall down!
When Moses softened Pharaoh's heart, that was a miracle.
When God made the waters of the red sea part, that was a miracle too!
But of all God's miracles large and small,
The most miraculous one of all
Is that out of a worthless lump of clay,
God has made a man today.
Wonder of wonders, miracle of miracles-
God took a tailor by the hand
Turned him around and- miracle of miracles- Led him to the promised land!
When David slew Goliath (yes!), that was a miracle.
When God gave us manna in the wilderness, that was a miracle too.
But of all God's miracles large and small,
The most miraculous one of all
Is the one I thought could never be:
God has given you to me.
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Anatevka
by Fiddler on the Roof Cast
Anatevka, Anatevka
Underfed overworked Anatevka
Where else could sabbath be so sweet?
Anatevka, Anatevka
Intimate, obstinate Anatevka
Where I know everyone I meet.
Soon I'll be a stranger in a strange new place
Searching for an old familiar face
From Anatevka
Anatevka, Anatevka
I belong in Anatevka
Dear little village little town of mine
Underfed overworked Anatevka
Where else could sabbath be so sweet?
Anatevka, Anatevka
Intimate, obstinate Anatevka
Where I know everyone I meet.
Soon I'll be a stranger in a strange new place
Searching for an old familiar face
From Anatevka
Anatevka, Anatevka
I belong in Anatevka
Dear little village little town of mine
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To Life!
by Fiddler on the Roof Cast
To life! To life! L'chai-im!
L'chai-im, l'chai-im, to life!
If you've been lucky, then Monday was No worse than Sunday
Was,
Drink l'chai-im, to life.
To life, l'chai-im!
L'chai-im, l'chai-im, to life!
One day it's honey and raisin cake,
Next day a stomach ache,
Drink L'chai-im, to life!
Our great men have written words of
Wisdom to be used
When hardship must be faced;
Life obliges us with hardship
So the words of wisdom
Shouldn't go to waste.
To us and our good fortune
Be happy be healthy, long life!
And if our good fortune never comes
Here's to whatever comes,
Drink l'chaim, to life!
To life, to life, l'chai-im,!
L'chai-im, l'chai-im, to life!
Life has a way of confusing us
Blessing and bruising us,
Drink l'chaim, to life,
To life, l'chaim!
L'chaim, l'chaim, to life!
A gift we seldom are wise enough
Ever to prize enough,
Drink l'chaim, to life!
God would like us to be joyful
Even though our hearts lie panting on the floor;
How much more can we be joyful,
When there's really something
To be joyful for.
To life, to life, L'chai-im!
L'chai-im, l'chai-im, to life!
It gives you something to think about,
Something to drink about,
Drink l'chai-im, to life! l'chai-im !
The blessing and bruising us part comes first.
The honey and raisin cake is not in the song at all.
You forgot the part about there lives being more
Pleasent
Then there future ones.
This may be a version of "To Life", but it's not the
Version from either the play or the movie. In "Fiddler,"
The song is about the wedding of Tevye's daughter.
To Life
Here's to our prosperity, our good health and happiness,
And most important ...
To life, to life, la kayim,
La kayim, la kayim, to life,
Here's to the father I tried to be,
Here's to my bride-to-be,
Drink la kayim, to life,
To life, la kayim,
La kayim, la kayim, to life,
Life has a way of confusing us,
Blessing and bruising us,
Drink la kayim, to life!
God would like us to be joyful, even when our hearts lie
Panting on the floor.
How much more can we be joyful, when there's really
Something to be joyful for?
To life, to life, la kayim,
To Tzeitel, my daughter--my wife,
It gives you something to think about,
Something to drink about,
Drink la kayim, to life!
(Le Morta!
Yes, Lazar Wolf?
Drinks for everyone!
What's the occasion?
I'm taking myself a bride!
Who is it?
Tevye's eldest, Tzeitel!)
To Lazar Wolf--
To Tevye!
To Tzeitel, your daughter--my wife!
May all your futures be pleasant ones,
Not like our present ones,
Drink la kayim, to life,
To life, la kayim,
La kayim, la kayim, to life,
It takes a wedding to make us say,
"Let's live another day,"
Drink la kayim, to life!
We'll raise a glass and sip a drop of schnapps in honor of
The great
Good luck that favors you,
We know that when good fortune favors two such men, it
Stands to reason,
We deserve it too!
To us and our good fortune!
Be happy, be healthy, long life!
And if our good fortune never comes,
Here's to whatever comes,
Drink la kayim, to life!
Heaven bless you both, to your health and may we live
Together in peace!
May you both be favored with the future of your choice,
May you live to see a thousand reasons to rejoice!
We'll raise a glass and sip a drop of schnapps in honor of
The great
Good luck that favors you,
We know that when good fortune favors two such men, it
Stands to reason,
We deserve it too!
To us and our good fortune!
Be happy, be healthy, long life!
And if our good fortune never comes,
Here's to whatever comes,
Drink la kayim, to life!
L'chai-im, l'chai-im, to life!
If you've been lucky, then Monday was No worse than Sunday
Was,
Drink l'chai-im, to life.
To life, l'chai-im!
L'chai-im, l'chai-im, to life!
One day it's honey and raisin cake,
Next day a stomach ache,
Drink L'chai-im, to life!
Our great men have written words of
Wisdom to be used
When hardship must be faced;
Life obliges us with hardship
So the words of wisdom
Shouldn't go to waste.
To us and our good fortune
Be happy be healthy, long life!
And if our good fortune never comes
Here's to whatever comes,
Drink l'chaim, to life!
To life, to life, l'chai-im,!
L'chai-im, l'chai-im, to life!
Life has a way of confusing us
Blessing and bruising us,
Drink l'chaim, to life,
To life, l'chaim!
L'chaim, l'chaim, to life!
A gift we seldom are wise enough
Ever to prize enough,
Drink l'chaim, to life!
God would like us to be joyful
Even though our hearts lie panting on the floor;
How much more can we be joyful,
When there's really something
To be joyful for.
To life, to life, L'chai-im!
L'chai-im, l'chai-im, to life!
It gives you something to think about,
Something to drink about,
Drink l'chai-im, to life! l'chai-im !
The blessing and bruising us part comes first.
The honey and raisin cake is not in the song at all.
You forgot the part about there lives being more
Pleasent
Then there future ones.
This may be a version of "To Life", but it's not the
Version from either the play or the movie. In "Fiddler,"
The song is about the wedding of Tevye's daughter.
To Life
Here's to our prosperity, our good health and happiness,
And most important ...
To life, to life, la kayim,
La kayim, la kayim, to life,
Here's to the father I tried to be,
Here's to my bride-to-be,
Drink la kayim, to life,
To life, la kayim,
La kayim, la kayim, to life,
Life has a way of confusing us,
Blessing and bruising us,
Drink la kayim, to life!
God would like us to be joyful, even when our hearts lie
Panting on the floor.
How much more can we be joyful, when there's really
Something to be joyful for?
To life, to life, la kayim,
To Tzeitel, my daughter--my wife,
It gives you something to think about,
Something to drink about,
Drink la kayim, to life!
(Le Morta!
Yes, Lazar Wolf?
Drinks for everyone!
What's the occasion?
I'm taking myself a bride!
Who is it?
Tevye's eldest, Tzeitel!)
To Lazar Wolf--
To Tevye!
To Tzeitel, your daughter--my wife!
May all your futures be pleasant ones,
Not like our present ones,
Drink la kayim, to life,
To life, la kayim,
La kayim, la kayim, to life,
It takes a wedding to make us say,
"Let's live another day,"
Drink la kayim, to life!
We'll raise a glass and sip a drop of schnapps in honor of
The great
Good luck that favors you,
We know that when good fortune favors two such men, it
Stands to reason,
We deserve it too!
To us and our good fortune!
Be happy, be healthy, long life!
And if our good fortune never comes,
Here's to whatever comes,
Drink la kayim, to life!
Heaven bless you both, to your health and may we live
Together in peace!
May you both be favored with the future of your choice,
May you live to see a thousand reasons to rejoice!
We'll raise a glass and sip a drop of schnapps in honor of
The great
Good luck that favors you,
We know that when good fortune favors two such men, it
Stands to reason,
We deserve it too!
To us and our good fortune!
Be happy, be healthy, long life!
And if our good fortune never comes,
Here's to whatever comes,
Drink la kayim, to life!
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Tevye's Monologue
by Fiddler on the Roof Cast
Tevye:
They gave each other a pledge. Unheard of, absurd.
You gave each other a pledge?
Unthinkable. Where do you think you are?
In Moscow? In Paris? Where do think they are? America?
And what do you think you're doing?
You stitcher, you nothing! Who do think you are? King Solomon?
This isn't the way it's done, not here, not now.
Some things I will not, I cannot, allow.
Tradtion-Marriages must be arranged by the papa. This should never changed.
One little time you pull out a prop, and where does it stop? Where does it stop?
Where does it stop?
Do I still have something to say about my daughter,
Or dosen't anybody have to ask the father any more?
Motel:
I have wanted to ask you for some time,
Reb Tevye, but first I wanted to save up for my own sewing machine.
Tevye:
Stop talking nonsense. You're just a poor tailor.
Motel:
That's true, Reb Tevye, but even a poor tailor is entitled to some happiness.
I promise you, Reb Tevye, your daughter will not starve.
Tevye:
He's beginning to talk like a man.
But what kind of match would that be, with a poor tailor?
On the other hand, he's an honest, hard worker.
On the other hand, he has absolutely nothing. On the other hand,
Things could never get worse for him, they could only get better.
They gave each other a pledge-unheard of, absurd.
They gave each other a pledge-unthinkable.
But look at my daughter's face-she loves him,
She wants him-and look at my daughters eyes, so hopeful.
Tradition!
Well, children, when shall we make the wedding?
Tzeitel:
Thank you, Papa.
Motel:
Thank you, Papa.
Tevye:
Thank you, Papa! Golde! What do I do about Golde? Help!
They gave each other a pledge. Unheard of, absurd.
You gave each other a pledge?
Unthinkable. Where do you think you are?
In Moscow? In Paris? Where do think they are? America?
And what do you think you're doing?
You stitcher, you nothing! Who do think you are? King Solomon?
This isn't the way it's done, not here, not now.
Some things I will not, I cannot, allow.
Tradtion-Marriages must be arranged by the papa. This should never changed.
One little time you pull out a prop, and where does it stop? Where does it stop?
Where does it stop?
Do I still have something to say about my daughter,
Or dosen't anybody have to ask the father any more?
Motel:
I have wanted to ask you for some time,
Reb Tevye, but first I wanted to save up for my own sewing machine.
Tevye:
Stop talking nonsense. You're just a poor tailor.
Motel:
That's true, Reb Tevye, but even a poor tailor is entitled to some happiness.
I promise you, Reb Tevye, your daughter will not starve.
Tevye:
He's beginning to talk like a man.
But what kind of match would that be, with a poor tailor?
On the other hand, he's an honest, hard worker.
On the other hand, he has absolutely nothing. On the other hand,
Things could never get worse for him, they could only get better.
They gave each other a pledge-unheard of, absurd.
They gave each other a pledge-unthinkable.
But look at my daughter's face-she loves him,
She wants him-and look at my daughters eyes, so hopeful.
Tradition!
Well, children, when shall we make the wedding?
Tzeitel:
Thank you, Papa.
Motel:
Thank you, Papa.
Tevye:
Thank you, Papa! Golde! What do I do about Golde? Help!
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Tevye's Dream
by Fiddler on the Roof Cast
(spoken)
Tevye:
AAAh! help help!
Golde:
Tevye? Tevye wake up
(Tevye screams)
What's the matter with you? Why are you howling like that?
Tevye:
Where is she? Where is she?
Golde:
Where is who? What are you talking about?
Tevye:
Fruma Sarah, the butcher's first wife. She was standing there a minute ago!
Golde:
What's the matter with you Tevye? Fruma Sarah's been dead for years! You must have been dreaming. Tell me what
You dreamed and I'll tell you what it meant.
Tevye:
All right, only... don't be frightened! In the beginning I dreamt that we were having a celebration of some kind.
Everybody we knew was there. Musicians too. Suddenly, in comes your grandma Tzietl, may she rest in peace.
Naturally, I went up to greet her, and she said:
(sung)
Grandma Tzietl:
A blessing on your head
(Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov)
To see a daughter wed
(Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov)
And such a son-in-law
Like no-one ever saw
The tailor Motel Camzoil
Golde:
(spoken)
Motel?
Grandma Tzietl:
(sung)
A worthy boy is he
(Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov)
Of pious family
(Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov)
They named him after my
Dear uncle Mordachai
The tailor Motel Camzoil
(spoken)
Golde:
A tailor? She must have heard wrong. She meant a butcher.
(sung)
Tevye:
You must have heard wrong Grandma
There's no tailor
You mean the butcher Grandma
By the name of Lazer-Wolfe
Grandma Tzietl:
Noooo!
I mean a tailor Tevye
My great-grandchild
My little Tzietl who you named for me
Motel's bride was meant to be!
For such a match I prayed
(Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov)
In heaven it was made
(Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov)
A fine upstanding boy
A comfort and a joy
The tailor Motel Camzoil
(spoken)
Golde:
But we announced it already!
We made a bargain with the butcher!
(sung)
Tevye:
But we announced it Grandma
To our neighbors
We made a bargain Grandma
With the butcher Lazer-Wolfe
Grandma Tzietl:
Noooo No!
So you announced it Tevye
That's your headache
And as for Lazer-Wolfe I say to you
Tevye, that's your headache too!
(Company)
A blessing on your house
Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov
Imagine such a spouse
Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov
And such a son-in-law
Like no-one ever saw
The tailor Motel Camzoil
Tevye
(spoken)
But he's a butcher!
Comapny:
(sung)
The tailor Motel Camzoil
Tevye:
(spoken)
His name is Lazer-Wolfe
Company
(sung)
The tailor Motel Camzoil
Tevye:
The tailor Motel Camzoil
Company:
Sha!
Sha!
Look who is this? Who is this? Who comes here?
Who
Who
Who
Who
What woman is this?
By righteous anger shaken
Could it be?
Sure!
Yes it could!
Why not?
Who could be mistaken?
It's the butcher's wife come from beyond the grave
It's the butcher's dear, darling, departed wife
Fruma Sarah
Fruma Sarah
Fruma Sarah
Fruma Sarah
Fruma Sarah
Fruma Sarah
Fruma Sarah
Fruma Sarah:
Tevye!! Tevye!!!!!
What is this about your daughter marrying my husband?
Company:
He's her husband!
Fruma Sarah:
Would you do this to your friend and neighbor Fruma Sarah?
(Fruma Sarah!)
Have you no consideration for a woman's feelings?
(Woman's feelings!)
Handing over my belongings to a total stranger!
(Total stranger!)
How? How can you let your daughter to take my place?
Live in my house
Carry my keys
And wear my clothes
Pearls
How?
Company:
How can you allow your daughter to take her place?
(Pearls!)
House!
(Pearls!)
Keys!
(Pearls)
Clothes
(Pearls!)
How?
Fruma Sarah:
Such a learned man as Tevye wouldn't let it happen!
(Let it happen!)
Tell me that it isn't tue and then I wouldn't worry!
(Wouldn't worry!)
Say you didn't give your blessing to your daughter's marriage
(Daughter's marriage)
Let me tell you what would follow such a fataled wedding
(fataled wedding!)
If Tzietl marries Lazer-Wolfe
I pity them both!
She'd live with him three weeks
And when three weeks are up
I'll come to her by night
I'll take her by the throat and
This I'll give your Tzietl
That I'll give your Tzietl
This I'll give your Tzietl
That I'll give your Tzietl
Here's my wedding present if she marries Lazer-Wolfe!
(Company and Tevye scream)
Golde:
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Such a dark and evil spirit!Let it fall into the river, let it sink into the earth!
Such a dark and horrible dream!
And to think, it was brought on by that butcher!
If my grandma Tzietl, may she rest in peace,
Took the time to come all the way from the other world to tell us
About the tailor all I can say is that it's for the best.
And couldn't possibly get any better. Amen.
Tevye:
Amen
(sung)
Golde:
A blessing on my head
Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov
My Grandma Tzietl said
Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov
We'll have a son-in-law
Like no-one ever saw
The tailor Motel Camzoil
Tevye:
We haven't got the man
(Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov)
We had when we began
(Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov)
But since your grandma came
She'll marry... what's his name?
Golde:
The tailor, Motel Camzoil
Both:
The tailor Motel Camzoil
(repeats up to 12x)
Tevye:
AAAh! help help!
Golde:
Tevye? Tevye wake up
(Tevye screams)
What's the matter with you? Why are you howling like that?
Tevye:
Where is she? Where is she?
Golde:
Where is who? What are you talking about?
Tevye:
Fruma Sarah, the butcher's first wife. She was standing there a minute ago!
Golde:
What's the matter with you Tevye? Fruma Sarah's been dead for years! You must have been dreaming. Tell me what
You dreamed and I'll tell you what it meant.
Tevye:
All right, only... don't be frightened! In the beginning I dreamt that we were having a celebration of some kind.
Everybody we knew was there. Musicians too. Suddenly, in comes your grandma Tzietl, may she rest in peace.
Naturally, I went up to greet her, and she said:
(sung)
Grandma Tzietl:
A blessing on your head
(Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov)
To see a daughter wed
(Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov)
And such a son-in-law
Like no-one ever saw
The tailor Motel Camzoil
Golde:
(spoken)
Motel?
Grandma Tzietl:
(sung)
A worthy boy is he
(Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov)
Of pious family
(Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov)
They named him after my
Dear uncle Mordachai
The tailor Motel Camzoil
(spoken)
Golde:
A tailor? She must have heard wrong. She meant a butcher.
(sung)
Tevye:
You must have heard wrong Grandma
There's no tailor
You mean the butcher Grandma
By the name of Lazer-Wolfe
Grandma Tzietl:
Noooo!
I mean a tailor Tevye
My great-grandchild
My little Tzietl who you named for me
Motel's bride was meant to be!
For such a match I prayed
(Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov)
In heaven it was made
(Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov)
A fine upstanding boy
A comfort and a joy
The tailor Motel Camzoil
(spoken)
Golde:
But we announced it already!
We made a bargain with the butcher!
(sung)
Tevye:
But we announced it Grandma
To our neighbors
We made a bargain Grandma
With the butcher Lazer-Wolfe
Grandma Tzietl:
Noooo No!
So you announced it Tevye
That's your headache
And as for Lazer-Wolfe I say to you
Tevye, that's your headache too!
(Company)
A blessing on your house
Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov
Imagine such a spouse
Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov
And such a son-in-law
Like no-one ever saw
The tailor Motel Camzoil
Tevye
(spoken)
But he's a butcher!
Comapny:
(sung)
The tailor Motel Camzoil
Tevye:
(spoken)
His name is Lazer-Wolfe
Company
(sung)
The tailor Motel Camzoil
Tevye:
The tailor Motel Camzoil
Company:
Sha!
Sha!
Look who is this? Who is this? Who comes here?
Who
Who
Who
Who
What woman is this?
By righteous anger shaken
Could it be?
Sure!
Yes it could!
Why not?
Who could be mistaken?
It's the butcher's wife come from beyond the grave
It's the butcher's dear, darling, departed wife
Fruma Sarah
Fruma Sarah
Fruma Sarah
Fruma Sarah
Fruma Sarah
Fruma Sarah
Fruma Sarah
Fruma Sarah:
Tevye!! Tevye!!!!!
What is this about your daughter marrying my husband?
Company:
He's her husband!
Fruma Sarah:
Would you do this to your friend and neighbor Fruma Sarah?
(Fruma Sarah!)
Have you no consideration for a woman's feelings?
(Woman's feelings!)
Handing over my belongings to a total stranger!
(Total stranger!)
How? How can you let your daughter to take my place?
Live in my house
Carry my keys
And wear my clothes
Pearls
How?
Company:
How can you allow your daughter to take her place?
(Pearls!)
House!
(Pearls!)
Keys!
(Pearls)
Clothes
(Pearls!)
How?
Fruma Sarah:
Such a learned man as Tevye wouldn't let it happen!
(Let it happen!)
Tell me that it isn't tue and then I wouldn't worry!
(Wouldn't worry!)
Say you didn't give your blessing to your daughter's marriage
(Daughter's marriage)
Let me tell you what would follow such a fataled wedding
(fataled wedding!)
If Tzietl marries Lazer-Wolfe
I pity them both!
She'd live with him three weeks
And when three weeks are up
I'll come to her by night
I'll take her by the throat and
This I'll give your Tzietl
That I'll give your Tzietl
This I'll give your Tzietl
That I'll give your Tzietl
Here's my wedding present if she marries Lazer-Wolfe!
(Company and Tevye scream)
Golde:
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Such a dark and evil spirit!Let it fall into the river, let it sink into the earth!
Such a dark and horrible dream!
And to think, it was brought on by that butcher!
If my grandma Tzietl, may she rest in peace,
Took the time to come all the way from the other world to tell us
About the tailor all I can say is that it's for the best.
And couldn't possibly get any better. Amen.
Tevye:
Amen
(sung)
Golde:
A blessing on my head
Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov
My Grandma Tzietl said
Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov
We'll have a son-in-law
Like no-one ever saw
The tailor Motel Camzoil
Tevye:
We haven't got the man
(Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov)
We had when we began
(Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov)
But since your grandma came
She'll marry... what's his name?
Golde:
The tailor, Motel Camzoil
Both:
The tailor Motel Camzoil
(repeats up to 12x)
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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Do You Love Me?
by Fiddler on the Roof Cast
(Tevye)
"Golde, I have decided to give Perchik permission to become engaged to our daughter, Hodel."
(Golde)
"What??? He's poor! He has nothing, absolutely nothing!"
(Tevye)
"He's a good man, Golde.
I like him. And what's more important, Hodel likes him. Hodel loves him.
So what can we do?
It's a new world... A new world. Love. Golde..."
Do you love me?
(Golde)
Do I what?
(Tevye)
Do you love me?
(Golde)
Do I love you?
With our daughters getting married
And this trouble in the town
You're upset, you're worn out
Go inside, go lie down!
Maybe it's indigestion
(Tevye)
"Golde I'm asking you a question..."
Do you love me?
(Golde)
You're a fool
(Tevye)
"I know..."
But do you love me?
(Golde)
Do I love you?
For twenty-five years I've washed your clothes
Cooked your meals, cleaned your house
Given you children, milked your cow
After twenty-five years, why talk about love right now?
(Tevye)
Golde, The first time I met you
Was on our wedding day
I was scared
(Golde)
I was shy
(Tevye)
I was nervous
(Golde)
So was I
(Tevye)
But my father and my mother
Said we'd learn to love each other
And now I'm asking, Golde
Do you love me?
(Golde)
I'm your wife
(Tevye)
"I know..."
But do you love me?
(Golde)
Do I love him?
For twenty-five years I've lived with him
Fought with him, starved with him
Twenty-five years my bed is his
If that's not love, what is
(Tevye)
Then you love me?
(Golde)
I suppose I do
(Tevye)
And I suppose I love you too
(Both)
It doesn't change a thing
But even so
After twenty-five years
It's nice to know
"Golde, I have decided to give Perchik permission to become engaged to our daughter, Hodel."
(Golde)
"What??? He's poor! He has nothing, absolutely nothing!"
(Tevye)
"He's a good man, Golde.
I like him. And what's more important, Hodel likes him. Hodel loves him.
So what can we do?
It's a new world... A new world. Love. Golde..."
Do you love me?
(Golde)
Do I what?
(Tevye)
Do you love me?
(Golde)
Do I love you?
With our daughters getting married
And this trouble in the town
You're upset, you're worn out
Go inside, go lie down!
Maybe it's indigestion
(Tevye)
"Golde I'm asking you a question..."
Do you love me?
(Golde)
You're a fool
(Tevye)
"I know..."
But do you love me?
(Golde)
Do I love you?
For twenty-five years I've washed your clothes
Cooked your meals, cleaned your house
Given you children, milked your cow
After twenty-five years, why talk about love right now?
(Tevye)
Golde, The first time I met you
Was on our wedding day
I was scared
(Golde)
I was shy
(Tevye)
I was nervous
(Golde)
So was I
(Tevye)
But my father and my mother
Said we'd learn to love each other
And now I'm asking, Golde
Do you love me?
(Golde)
I'm your wife
(Tevye)
"I know..."
But do you love me?
(Golde)
Do I love him?
For twenty-five years I've lived with him
Fought with him, starved with him
Twenty-five years my bed is his
If that's not love, what is
(Tevye)
Then you love me?
(Golde)
I suppose I do
(Tevye)
And I suppose I love you too
(Both)
It doesn't change a thing
But even so
After twenty-five years
It's nice to know
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Far from the Home I Love
by Fiddler on the Roof Cast
Far From The Home I Love
How can I hope to make you understand
Why I do what I do,
Why I must travel to a distant land,
Far from the home I love.
Once I was happily content to be
As I was, where I was,
Close to the people who are close to me,
Here in the home I love.
Who could see that a man would come
Who would change the shape of my dreams.
Helpless now I stand with him,
Watching older dreams grow dim.
Oh, what a melancholy choice this is,
Wanting home, wanting him,
Closing my heart to ev'ry hope but his,
Leaving the home I love,
There where my heart has settled long ago
I must go, I must go, I must go,
Who could imagine I'd be wand'ring so
Far from the home I love
Yet there with my love, I'm home.
How can she think we wouldn't understand
Why she does what she does,
Why she must travel to a distant land,
Far from the home she loves.
Once she was happily content to be
As she was, where she was,
Safe in the bosom to her family,
Here in the home she loves.
Who could see that a man could come
Who would change the shape of my dreams.
Helpless now she stands with him,
Watching older dreams grow dim.
Oh, what a melancholy choice this is,
Wanting home, wanting him,
Closing her heart to ev'ry hope but his,
Leaving the home she loves,
There where her heart has settled long ago
She must go, she must go, she must go,
Who could imagine she'd be wand'ring so
Far from the home she loves
Yet there with her love, she's home.
How can I hope to make you understand
Why I do what I do,
Why I must travel to a distant land,
Far from the home I love.
Once I was happily content to be
As I was, where I was,
Close to the people who are close to me,
Here in the home I love.
Who could see that a man would come
Who would change the shape of my dreams.
Helpless now I stand with him,
Watching older dreams grow dim.
Oh, what a melancholy choice this is,
Wanting home, wanting him,
Closing my heart to ev'ry hope but his,
Leaving the home I love,
There where my heart has settled long ago
I must go, I must go, I must go,
Who could imagine I'd be wand'ring so
Far from the home I love
Yet there with my love, I'm home.
How can she think we wouldn't understand
Why she does what she does,
Why she must travel to a distant land,
Far from the home she loves.
Once she was happily content to be
As she was, where she was,
Safe in the bosom to her family,
Here in the home she loves.
Who could see that a man could come
Who would change the shape of my dreams.
Helpless now she stands with him,
Watching older dreams grow dim.
Oh, what a melancholy choice this is,
Wanting home, wanting him,
Closing her heart to ev'ry hope but his,
Leaving the home she loves,
There where her heart has settled long ago
She must go, she must go, she must go,
Who could imagine she'd be wand'ring so
Far from the home she loves
Yet there with her love, she's home.
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Any Day Now
by Paul Michael Glaser
I'm very happy for you,
Very happy.
I will write you a note saying
Pack your things
Any day now, any day.
And we'll sit and we'll smile
At our wedding rings
Any day now, any day.
All our forestalled hopes
Will be fulfilled
Together what a clean and shiny world we'll build
For the dust and decay
Will be swept away
Any day now, it will happen
Yes, the river will rise
And the dam will burst
Any day now, any day.
And the first will be last
And the last be first
Any day now, any day.
When a million of hands will be untied
A million doors and windows will be opened wide
And the chains will be snapped
And the whips will be burnt
And the swords will be turned into plowshares
Any day now, any day.
And the first will be last
And the last be first
Any day now, any day.
When a million of hands will be untied
A million doors and windows will be opened wide
And the storm will subside
And the thunder cease
And the sound of peace shall surround us
Any day now, any day.
Very happy.
I will write you a note saying
Pack your things
Any day now, any day.
And we'll sit and we'll smile
At our wedding rings
Any day now, any day.
All our forestalled hopes
Will be fulfilled
Together what a clean and shiny world we'll build
For the dust and decay
Will be swept away
Any day now, it will happen
Yes, the river will rise
And the dam will burst
Any day now, any day.
And the first will be last
And the last be first
Any day now, any day.
When a million of hands will be untied
A million doors and windows will be opened wide
And the chains will be snapped
And the whips will be burnt
And the swords will be turned into plowshares
Any day now, any day.
And the first will be last
And the last be first
Any day now, any day.
When a million of hands will be untied
A million doors and windows will be opened wide
And the storm will subside
And the thunder cease
And the sound of peace shall surround us
Any day now, any day.
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Chava Ballet Sequence
by Fiddler on the Roof Cast
Little Bird, Little Chavala
I dont understand whats happening today
Everything is all a blur
Gentle and kind and affectionate
The sweet little bird you were
Chavala, Chavala
Little Bird, Little Chavala
You were always such a pretty little thing
Everybodys favourite child
Gentle and kind and affectionate
The sweet little bird you were
Chavala, Chavala
I dont understand whats happening today
Everything is all a blur
Gentle and kind and affectionate
The sweet little bird you were
Chavala, Chavala
Little Bird, Little Chavala
You were always such a pretty little thing
Everybodys favourite child
Gentle and kind and affectionate
The sweet little bird you were
Chavala, Chavala
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Rejection Scene
by Fiddler on the Roof Cast
Papa
I beg you to accept us
[Tevye]
Accept them?
How can I accept them?
Can I deny everything I believe in?
On the other hand
Can I deny my own daughter
On the other hand
How can I turn my back on my faith
My people
If I try and bend that far
I will break
On the other hand
No There is no other hand
I beg you to accept us
[Tevye]
Accept them?
How can I accept them?
Can I deny everything I believe in?
On the other hand
Can I deny my own daughter
On the other hand
How can I turn my back on my faith
My people
If I try and bend that far
I will break
On the other hand
No There is no other hand
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Fiddler on the Roof is a musical with music by Jerry Bock, lyrics by Sheldon Harnick, and book by Joseph Stein, set in the Pale of Settlement of Imperial Russia in or around 1905. It is based on "Tevye the Dairyman" and other short stories by Sholem Aleichem.
The story centers on Tevye, a milkman in the village of Anatevka, who attempts to maintain his Jewish religious and cultural traditions as outside influences encroach upon his family's lives. He must cope with the strong-willed actions of his three older daughters who wish to marry for love; their choices of husbands are successively less palatable for Tevye. An edict of the tsar eventually evicts the Jews from their village.
-Wikipedia
Genre(s):
Soundtrack, Musical The story centers on Tevye, a milkman in the village of Anatevka, who attempts to maintain his Jewish religious and cultural traditions as outside influences encroach upon his family's lives. He must cope with the strong-willed actions of his three older daughters who wish to marry for love; their choices of husbands are successively less palatable for Tevye. An edict of the tsar eventually evicts the Jews from their village.
-Wikipedia
Year: 1964