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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!

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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

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Traditions, traditions.

Without our traditions,

our lives would be as shaky as

As...

As a fiddler on the roof!