Di korbones fun der shif Titanik - The victims of the ship Titanic. Disaster song by Morris Rund.

So first, here's my rendition of Di korbones fun der shif Titanik from yesterday.

I was able to re-use Roger Lynn Spears' piano track from Farges nit kadish zogn because this one was based on the same melody, Shenkt a nedove (by Arnold Perlmutter and Herman Wohl). This contrafactum was also written by Morris Rund.
Now let's get a good look at the magnificent cover page for the penny song. I don't know how anyone could have resisted this illustration by Lola [Leon Israel], a well-known political cartoonist of the time. Click for a larger view.

For once, Morris Rund left his own name and photo off the front page in favor of this magnificent illustration. It reads, under the statuary urns:
A nobeler bayshpiler
Di bravkeyt fun yidishen man
"Froyen un kinder muzen friher geretevet veren. Mikh hob tsayt shpeter, shpeter." -- Izidor Straus
Ida Straus
A nobeler bayshpil fun der ? opfervliger liebe fun der yidisher froy
"Vu du vest zayn, vel ikh oykh zayn. Oyb shtarben, zolen mir shtarben tsuzamen!"
More after the jump.
Translation of the inscriptions:
Isidor Straus and his wife were co-owners of Macy's Department Store (along with his brother). In Ida's Wikipedia article it reads:
Although the officer in charge of the lifeboat was willing to allow the elderly couple to board the lifeboat ... Isidor Straus refused to go while there were women and children still remaining on the ship. He urged his wife to board, but she refused, saying, "We have lived together for many years. Where you go, I go." Her words were witnessed by those already in Lifeboat No. 8 as well as many others who were on the boat deck at the time. Isidor and Ida were last seen standing arm in arm on the deck.
... A popular song featuring the story of Ida Straus, "The Titanic's Disaster", became popular among Jewish-Americans... Although Isidor's body was recovered, Ida's body was not. A cenotaph at the Straus Mausoleum at Woodlawn Cemetery in the Bronx is dedicated to Isidor and Ida together. Its inscription reads: "Many waters cannot quench love - neither can the floods drown it."
As in the other Yiddish ballads about the Titanic, a great point of wonder is that the wealthy died right along with the poor.
Here are the lyrics and translation:
Af dem groysn nayem brokh
Toyzenter mentshn gegangen farloyrn
Akh, trern gist yetst nokh un nokh
Der yam hot gebrakht yetst file korbones
Geroybt tate mame fun kinder avek
Geblibn iz yetst fil yesoymim, almones
Zey raysn yetst krieh un veynen a shrek
Gerekht hot zikh keyner af aza umglik
Vi mekhtik di shif iz gegangen antkegn dem shtroym
Kumt plutsim an ayz barg un zinkt di Titanik
Un toyzender mentshn gevinen a keyver in yam
Tates fun kinder gezunken in mer
Di yesoymim almones gebrakht do aher
Hunderter kerpers tsum grund dort farshvimen
Un kenen tsu keyver yisrol nit kumen
Oy aza shreklikher toyt!
Gemakht hot der yam keyn untersheyd
Un farshlingen yedn tsu glaykh
Keyn oysnam geven krist oder yid
Orem ober der vos iz raykh
Ale tsuzamen akh zenen antrinen
Der umglik geven oy iz dort shreklekh groys
Hunderte kerper hot men yetst shoyn gefinen
Tsvishn zey oykh iz gefinen oy Izidor Sttraus
Gefalen iz er mit zayn froy als korbn
Tsuersht retn kinder oy hobn zey dortn gezogt
Klogt un veynt yidn af aza khurbn
Geroybt hot der yam yetst dem shtolts vos er hot farmogt.
The whole world is mourning the great shipwreck
Thousands of people were lost,
Ah, now more and more tears are pouring
The ocean has sacrificed many victims,
It's robbed children of their fathers and mothers.
Now many orphans and widows have been left behind.
They're tearing their clothes in mourning and crying terribly.
Nobody expected such a calamity.
How mightily the ship was proceeding against the waves!
An iceberg came suddenly and sank the Titanic,
And thousands of people found their graves in the sea
Children's fathers sank in the sea
The orphans and widows brought to this.
Hundreds of corpses sank there to the bottom
and cannot have proper Jewish burials.
Oy, such a terrible death!
The ocean made no distinction and swallowed everyone the same way
No exception. Christian or Jew,
Poor or rich,
All were taken together
The catastrophe was so terribly immense
Hundreds of bodies have now been found
Among them, oy, Isidor Straus.
He fell, a victim, along with his wife.
"Save the children first," they said.
Weep and lament, Jews, at such a destruction.
The ocean robbed you of the pride you earned.
For sheet music and/or performances contact me: jane@mappamundi.com
Labels: disaster, history, love, marriage, morality, mores, New York
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