Una noche al lunar yo sali a kamenar kaminando i bushkando ande se topa la mar. Ya se me unflaron los ojos de mirar tanto la mar Vapores ya van i vienen letras para mi non hay. Letras alegres resiviremos i las karas mos viremos, presto mos ajuntaremos en un nido durmiremos.
One night by the moonlight
I went out for a walk,
walking and searching
for where the sea is found. My eyes have grown swollen
from gazing so long at the sea.
Steamships go and come,
but there are no letters for me. Joyful letters we shall receive,
and we shall see each other’s faces.
Soon we shall be reunited,
and in one nest we shall sleep.
This website was created by Orit Perlman with the collaboration and blessings of Dr. Susana Weich-Shahak in 2025