123, Unter Dayne Vayse Shtern Beneath Your White Stars . A. Sutskever Lazar Weiner ‘Moderato (in a folkish-ballad manner) Voice Un- fr day-ne vay~ se shte- tm Shirek tsu_mir éayn vay -se_hant, May-ne ver-ter ze-nen tre-rm Vi-lIn ru-en_ in dayn hant. es tun-kit zey-er fin-kl In mayn ke-ler-di-kn bliky Un ich hob gor-nit_keyn vin - Ki Copyright © 1980 Transcontinental Music Publications 158 Third Ave, New York, NY 10017 All Rights Reserved inclading the right of Public Performance for Profit NOTE: fi legal to copy ths or any oh piece of msi! 993277124 - Unter Dayne Vayse Shtern - riten Tempo primo Zey tsu shen-ken dir tsu-rik, Un ich vil doch, Got ge-tray-er, Dir far-troy-en mayn far-meg, — >. poco pil mosso e resc Vayl es mont in mir a fay-er Un in fay-er may-ne tg Nor in ke-le-m un le-cher pe Pro. calla voce Veynt di_mer-de- ri-she ru, Loyf ich e-cher, i-ber de-cher Un ich auch: vu bis-tu, vu? “¢ #f 2 ROSS == Pits mosso 1 ft Oo 4 Ne-men yo-gn mich me-shu-ne Trep un hoy-f mit ge-voy.- Unter Dayne Vayse Shien - 125 Meno mosso Poco meno mosso en Heng ich a ge-plats-te strucne, Un ich zing tsu dir a-zoy, Un - terday-ne vay-se_shte-m Se Poo diminuendo a fine poco rit. ¥ shiek tu mir dayn vay=se hant, — May-ne ver-ter ze-nen te-m —Vicin ru-en in dayn hant syn vay ————<—$<———_ poco rit. | 1950 Beneath your white stars YOY YOM YT WORN Extend your white hand to me. JIA YOM PT PW pPHWY My words are tears POW po Wow yn That want to rest in your hand. JNA PT PRN yn Look, thet light is dimmed, dprs wR vdpnV DY dt ‘And from the depths of my cellar PA yny2ypP yo pr Ihave no way Spyn PP WMA ANN PN PN To give you words that shine. PNY PT prwwow Yet I want, dear God, YPWY) VND, TNT IN PN YW To entrust what I possess to you. IYI YD VWs PT The fire within me demands it, ayy NPN PN WIND DY IN The first within me — my days. 290 YP — WD PN TN But in the cellars and the sewers AYIY7 PR WIP PN TW Murderous quiet screams. 7 yw OT PT Irun — higher — over rooftops YIVT YPN WIT PN PI And I search: where are you, where? ANY ODI NN TPR YN Madness chases me — ANwN pA pA yoy Stairways and courtyards full of wailing oAMYI WD YT TN 997 Thang — a ruptured string — yD YOINIDV N - PN WN And that is how I sing to you. MY PTW WT PN YN Beneath your white stars wo" yon yw»T WORN Extend your white hand to me, vINN_ YOM PT “PH W PYTOW My words are tears Ww oyr Won yn ‘That want to rest in your hand, OAM PT PN Ny 993277