“Oj radi radi rida!”
It’s in my nature from my youngest years
That I laugh at everything and that I still whistle at the world.
If sometimes it’s hard for me, or fate plays pranks on me
I don’t cry, I don’t sigh, but I laugh out loud:
Oj diridi, oj diridi, rach ciach ciach
Tomorrow poverty will be gone, rach ciach ciach
And once it is gone, rach ciach ciach
It will be better again, hop siup!
lyrics by Emanuel Schlechter and Konrad Tom
(translated by Barbara Zamek)
