Had Gadia
Chava Alberstein
One Little Goat
One little goat, one little goat
Which my father bought for two zuzim
Then came the cat and ate the goat
That my father bought
One little goat, one little goat
Then came the dog and bit the cat
That ate the goat
That my father bought
One little goat, one little goat
Then came the stick and beat the dog
That bit the cat
That ate the goat
That my father bought
One little goat, one little goat
Then came the fire and burned the stick
That beat the dog
That bit the cat
That ate the goat
That my father bought
One little goat, one little goat
Then came the water and extinguished the fire
That burned the stick
That beat the dog
That bit the cat
That ate the goat
That my father bought
One little goat, one little goat
Then came the ox and drank the water
That extinguished the fire
That burned the stick
That beat the dog
That bit the cat
That ate the goat
That my father bought
One little goat, one little goat
Then came the butcher and slaughtered the ox
That drank the water
That extinguished the fire
That burned the stick
That beat the dog
That bit the cat
That ate the goat
That my father bought
One little goat, one little goat
And then came the Angel of Death and killed the butcher
That slaughtered the ox
That drank the water
That extinguished the fire
That burned the stick
That beat the dog
That bit the cat
That ate the goat
That my father bought
One little goat, one little goat
And then suddenly came the Holy One, blessed be He, and killed the Angel of Death
That killed the butcher
That slaughtered the ox
That drank the water
That extinguished the fire
That burned the stick
That beat the dog
That bit the cat
That ate the goat
That my father bought
One little goat, one little goat
And why did the Holy One, blessed be He, kill the Angel of Death?
Hasn't the time come for the Holy One, blessed be He, to bring the Messiah?
And why have you changed, what has changed?
I have changed this year
Every night, every night, I only asked four questions
But tonight I have another question:
How long will the cycle of suffering continue?
Chasing and pursued, striking and wounded
When will this persecution end?
What has changed, what has changed?
I have changed this year
I was once a lamb and a kid of the flock
Today I am a tiger and a wolf tearing
I was already a dove and I was a deer
Today I don't know who I am
One little goat, one little goat
Which my father bought for two zuzim
Then came the cat and ate the goat
That my father bought
One little goat, one little goat
