A fiddler on the roof...
Sounds crazy, no?
But here, in our little village of Anatevka,
you might say
every one of us is a fiddler on the roof.
Trying to scratch out a pleasant, simple tune
without breaking his neck.
It isn't easy.
You may ask,
why do we stay up there
if it's so dangerous?
Well, we stay because
Anatevka is our home.
And how do we keep our balance?
That I can tell you in one word!
Tradition!
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition
Because of our traditions,
we've kept our balance for many, many years.
Here in Anatevka,
we have traditions for everything.
How to sleep.
How to eat.
How to work.
How to wear clothes.
For instance,
we always keep our heads covered,
and always wear a little prayer shawl.
This shows our constant devotion to God.
You may ask,
how did this tradition get started?
I'll tell you.
I don't know.
But it's a tradition.
And because of our traditions,
every one of us knows who he is
and what God expects him to do.
Who, day and night, must scramble for a living
Feed a wife and children
Say his daily prayers?
And who has the right as master of the house
To have the final word at home?
The papa
The papa
Tradition
The papa
The papa
Tradition
Who must know the way to make a proper home
A quiet home
A kosher home?
Who must raise a family and run the home
So Papa's free to read the Holy Book?
The mama
The mama
Tradition
The mama
The mama
Tradition
At three I started Hebrew school
At ten I learned a trade
I hear they picked a bride for me
I hope
she's pretty
The sons
The sons
Tradition
The sons
The sons
Tradition
And who does Mama teach
To mend and tend and fix?
Preparing me to marry
Whoever Papa picks
The daughters
The daughters
Tradition
The papa
Mama
Sons
The daughters
Tradition
And in the circle of our little village,
we've always had our special types.
For instance,
Yente, the matchmaker,
. Reb Nachum, the beggar.
And, most important of all,
our beloved rabbi.
Rabbi, may I ask you a question?
Certainly, Leibesh.
Is there a proper blessing... for the Tzar?
A blessing for the Tzar?
Of course.
May God bless and keep the Tzar
far away from us!
Dai dai dai dai
Dai dai dai dai
Dai dai dai dai
Dai dai dai dai dai
Dai dai dai dai
Dai dai dai dai
Dai dai dai dai
Dai dai dai dai dai
Then there are the others in our village.
They make a much bigger circle.
We don't bother them
and so far, they don't bother us.
And among ourselves,
we always get along perfectly well.
Of course, there was the time when he sold him a horse.
He told him it was only six years old
when it was really .
But now it's all over.
And we all live in simple peace and harmony.
It was really years old.
It was six!
Tevye knows it was .
How do you know?
!
It was !
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition
Dai dai
Dai dai dai
Dai dai dai dum
Traditions, traditions.
Without our traditions,
our lives would be as shaky as
As...
As a fiddler on the roof!
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