The Snowstorm
Shmereh
We ought to look for them beyond the village. Maybe they’re lost.
Vaveh
Whoever heard of a Jew getting lost? Chatcha Shimcha’s horses know the way.
Pesele
Where is your Shprintze Tzirel?
Shmereh
Crawled into the wagon with the bride and groom.
Raytze Yente (runs in, more dead than alive)
Woe is me, people, have pity!
Pesele (anxiously)
What is it, mamma? Where are the others?
Raytze Yente
People, woe is me! Why do you sit here so unconcerned?
Vaveh
Where are they?
Raytze Yente
The horse ran away with the bride and groom!
Shmereh
And my hussy is with them in the wagon.
Yoel Chayim
Then I suppose the horse is bound for home. Dim-dim-diam-dim. Sing, children.
Raytze Yente
I fell out of the sleigh into a hole. Lucky for me it was full of snow.
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