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| La seguente è invece la traduzione inglese letterale
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| NOT THE RAISINS | NO MORE RAISINS, NO MORE ALMONDS [LULINKE] |
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| Not the raisins nor almonds either | No more raisins, no more almonds, |
| Did Father leave to go and see there, | Your father has not gone out trading, |
| Lullaby my son. | Hushaby, my son. |
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| He left us and went far away | He's gone away and left us here, |
| To where the darkness meets the day, | Gone to the ends of the earth, |
| Lullaby my son. | Hushaby, my son. |
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| Owls are hooting, wolves are baying, | Owls are screeching, wolves are howling, |
| G-d have mercy, hear my praying, | G-d have mercy and hear us calling, |
| Lullaby my son. | Hushaby, my son. |
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| Somewhere he may stand and wait, | He's standing somewhere watching us, |
| Almonds, raisins fill his plate, | Almonds, raisins, quite a lot, |
| Lullaby my son. | Hushaby, my son. |
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| Not the raisins nor almonds either | No more raisins, no more almonds, |
| Did Father leave to go and see there, | Your father has not gone out trading, |
| Lullaby my son. | Hushaby, my son. |
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| One day soon I know he'll come | He's sure to come back very soon |
| To visit you, his dearest one, | To you, my child, my jewel, my crown, |
| Lullaby my son. | Lulinke, my son. |
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