Lekoved shabes

[In honour of Shabbat *]

Lekoved shabes,	In honour of Shabbat,
Fraytik tsunakht,	On Friday night,
Esn mir ale fish,	We all eat fish,
Un a tsimesl fun merelekh,	And a carrot stew,
Un a kugel oykhet.	And a pudding, too.
Kugele heystu,	Your name is pudding,
In oyvn shteystu,	You stand in the oven,
In moyl tsegeystu,	You melt in my mouth,
Lekoved shabes.	In honour of Shabbat.

Lekoved shabes,	In honour of Shabbat,
Shabes bay tog,	On Shabbat day,
Esn mir a tsholent	We eat a caserole baked overnight,
Un a tsimesl fun pasternak,	And a parsnip stew,
Un a kugel oykhet.	And a pudding.
Kugele heystu,	Your name is pudding,
In oyvn shteystu,	You stand in the oven,
In moyl tsegeystu,	You melt in my mouth,
Lekoved shabes.	In honour of Shabbat.

Lekoved shabes,	In honour of Shabbat,
Shabes far nakht,	On Saturday night,
Esn mir kalte fish,	We eat cold fish,
Un teygelekh un farfelekh,	And honey dough and noodles.
Un a kugele oykhet.	And a pudding.
Kugele heystu,	Your name is pudding,
In oyvn shteystu,	You stand in the oven,
In moyl tsegeystu,	You melt in my mouth,
Lekoved shabes.	In honour of Shabbat.

Here is a variation of this song.

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