Tell me old man

Tell me quickly

Because I want to be told everything

How does the house look, that once used to glisten?

Does the tree still blossom, the one which I had planted?

The house is old, overgrown with moss and grass

The old roof collapsed

The windows without glass

The alcove is crooked

The walls are bent

You wouldn’t recognize it anymore

Ey Ey Ey Belz my little town Belz,

my little home,there, where I have spent my childhood years

Have you ever been to Belz?

My little town Belz,

my little home, there, where I have spent my childhood years

Every Sabbath I used to run with all of the other boys to the bay

to sit beneath the green trees

throwing stones into the pond

Belz my little town Belz,

my little home,there, where I have spent my childhood years

Have you ever been to Belz?

My little town Belz,

my little home, there, where I have spent my childhood years

Every Sabbath I used to run with all of the other boys to the bay

to sit beneath the green trees

throwing stones into the pond

Belz my little town Belz,

my little home,there, where I have spent my childhood years