יומא

Oh father, mother
Don't make me marry him for money
I love another
Whose eyes are kind and lips are honey

The cattle grazing fields are free
So why enbondage me
Your cows and oxen can be sold
Do not enslave my soul

Oh father, mother
Your nights are stormed
With rain and thunder
Oh father, mother
Your nights are stormed
With rain and thunder

The water gushing from the sky
Is teardrops from my eyes
The thunder tearing skies apart
The Beating of my heart

מילים: אחינועם ניני, לחן: עממי