Luyện nghe bài hát PROLOGUE

(Tevye)
"A fiddler on the roof. Sounds crazy, no? But 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 We stay because Anatevka is our home... And how do we keep our balance? That I can tell you
in one word... Tradition."

(Chorus)
Tradition, tradition...
Tradition, tradition...

(Tevye)
"Because of our traditions, we've kept our balance for many, many years. Here in Anatevka we have traditions for everything... how to eat, how to sleep, even, how to wear clothes. For instance, we always keep our heads covered and always wear a little prayer shawl... This shows our devotion to God. You may ask, how did this tradition start? I'll tell you - I don't know. But it's a tradition... Because of our traditions, everyone knows who he is and what God expects him to do."

(Tevye & Papas)
Who day and
Must scramble for a
Feed the and children
Say his prayers
And who has the
As of the house
To have the final at home?

(All)
The papa, the papas...
The papa, the papas...

(Golde & Mamas)
Who must know the way to make a proper
A quiet home, a kosher
Who must a family and run the home
So papa's to read the holy book?

(All)
The mama, the mama...
The mama, the mama...

(Sons)
At three I started Hebrew
At ten I a trade
I hear they a bride for me
I hope... pretty

(All)
The sons, the sons...
The sons, the sons...

(Daughters)
And who mama teach
To mend and and fix
me to marry
Whoever picks?

(All)
The daughters, the daughters...

(Tevye)
"I five daughters!"

(All)
The daughters, the daughters...

(Repeat as round)

(Papas)
The

(Mamas)
The

(Sons)
The

(Daughters)
The

(All)

(Papas)
The

(Mamas)
The

(Sons)
The

(Daughters)
The

(All)

(Tevye)
"And in the circle of our little village, we have had our special types. For instance, Yente, the matchmaker..."

(Yente)
"Avram, I have a perfect match for son. A wonderful girl."

(Avram)
"Who is it?"

(Yente)
"Ruchel, the daughter."

(Avram)
"Ruchel? But she can see. She's almost blind."

(Yente)
"Tell the truth, Avram, is your son so much to at? The way she sees and the way he looks, it's a perfect match."

(Tevye)
"And Nahum, the beggar..."

(Beggar)
"Alms for the poor, for the poor..."

(Lazar)
"Here, Reb Nahum, is one kopek."

(Beggar)
"One Last week you geve me two kopeks."

(Lazar)
"I had a bad week."

(Beggar)
"So, if you had a bad week, why I suffer?"

(Tevye)
"And most important, our Rabbi..."

(Mendel)
"Rabbi, may I ask you a question?"

(Rabbi)
"Certainly, my son."

(Mendel)
"Is there a blessing for the Tsar?"

(Rabbi)
"A blessing for the tsar? Of course. May God bless and keep the Tsar... far away us!"

(Tevye)
"And among ourselves, we get along perfectly well. Of course, there was the time he sold him a horse, but delivered a mule, but that's all settled now. Now we live in simple peace and harmony and..."

(1st Man)
"It was a horse."

(2nd Man)
"It was a mule."

(Chorus)
Horse!
Mule!
Horse!
Mule!
Tradition, tradition...
Tradition, tradition...

(Tevye)
"Tradition. Without our traditions, our lives be as shaky as... as a fiddler on the roof!"