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Oh Hanna Zelda, my beloved wife,
The Feast of Hanukka has come and arrived,
And at Hanukka, my soul really aches,
To eat some hot, sweet pancakes.
Oh Rabbi Kalman, my dear old man,
In my kitchen there is no flour left,
My dearest husband, how do you think I can,
Make you a pancake when no flour is at hand?
So Rabbi Kalman tied tight his clothes
Put on his hat and buckled his boots,
Rushed to the market, bought quickly,
a sack of flour, and went back home.
Here Hanna Zelda, my lovely darling wife,
Here is the flour to prepare a pancake.
Because at Hanukka, my heart really aches,
To eat, some hot, sweet pancakes.
Oh Rabbi Kalman, my dear husband,
In my kitchen there is no oil left,
My dearest husband, how do you think I can,
Make you a pancake when no oil is at hand?
Again Rabbi Kalman tied tight his clothes
Put on his hat and buckled his boots,
Rushed to the market, bought quickly,
A little jar of oil, and went back home.
Here Hanna Zelda, my lovely darling wife,
Here is the oil to prepare a pancake.
Because at Hanukka, my heart really aches,
To eat, some hot, sweet pancakes.
Oh Rabbi Kalman, dear husband,
In my kitchen there is no sugar left,
My dearest husband, how do you think I can,
Make you a pancake when no sugar is at hand?
Rabbi Kalman, tired and sad soul,
Buckled his boots and thinking of a pancake.
Back to the market he goes, even more hungry.
Sugar he buys, and rushes back home.
Here Hanna Zelda - my wife that I love,
Here is the sugar, prepare a pancake,
Because at Hanukka, my heart really aches,
To eat, some hot, sweet pancakes.
Oh Rabbi Kalman, my dear old man,
Maybe we will postpone the pancakes to tomorrow,
My dear husband, how is it possible to prepare
a pancake when there is no stength.
So Rabbi Kalman takes off boots,
Puts on an apron, rolls up his sleeves.
He kneads the dough, and he pours and pours,
He who laughs, laughs last.
Oh Hanna Zelda morning is here
Open up your eyes and here is a pancake
Because at Hanukka, our heart really ache,
To eat, some hot, sweet pancakes.
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