Fiddler on the Roof Page #2
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Well, I, I have to go home now,
to prepare my poor Sabbath meal.
So er... goodbye, Golde.
And it was a pleasure talking
our hearts out to each other.
Yente, you said you had news for me!
Oi, I'm losing my head.
Someday it'll fall off altogether
and a horse will kick it in the mud
and good-bye, Yente.
Of course, the news.
It's about Lazar Wolf, the butcher.
A good man. A fine man.
And I don't have to tell
you he's well off, no?
Yes.
But he's Lonely, the poor man.
After all he's been a
widower all these years.
You understand? Of course you do.
So! To make it short,
out of the whole town, he's cast his eye
on Tzeitel.
- My Tzeitel?
- No, the Tzar's Tzeitel.
Of course your Tzeitel.
Such a match for my Tzeitel.
But, but Tevye wants a learned man.
He doesn't like Lazar.
Good, so Lazar won't marry him.
He wants the daughter, not the father.
Listen. Listen to me, Golde.
You send Tevye to him. Don't
tell him what it's about.
He'll win him over. He's a
good man and a wealthy man.
So! Let me know how it went.
A-And you don't have to thank me, Golde.
Because aside from my fee,
which Lazar will pay anyway
it gives me satisfaction
to make people happy.
True? Of course true.
So, er good-bye, Golde,
and you're welcome.
Good-bye, Yente.
Come! Come, children. Get
changed for the Sabbath. Hurry.
Hurry with your work.
a husband for you.
I'm not anxious for Yente
to find me a husband.
- Not unless it's Motel the tailor.
- I didn't ask you.
Tzeitel, you're the oldest. They
have to make a match for you
before making one for me.
And then after her, one for me.
- Yente, Yente, Yente!
Well, somebody has to arrange the matches.
- She might bring someone wonderful.
- Someone interesting.
- Well off.
- And important.
Matchmaker, matchmaker
make me a match.
Find me a find.
Catch me a catch.
Matchmaker, matchmaker
look through your book.
And make me a perfect match.
Matchmaker, matchmaker
I'll bring the veil.
You bring the groom.
Slender and pale.
Bring me a ring for I'm longing to be.
The envy of all I see.
For Papa, make him a scholar.
For Mama, make him rich as a king.
For me, well, I wouldn't holler.
If he were as handsome as anything.
Matchmaker, matchmaker
make me a match.
Find me a find, catch me a catch.
the dark I'm alone.
So find me a match
of my own.
Since when are you interested
in a match, Chava?
I thought you just had
your eye on your books.
And you have your eye on the rabbi's son.
Well, why not? We only have one rabbi
and he only has one son.
Why shouldn't I want the best?
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