영문 Fiddler On The Roof 지붕 위의 바이올린 영화 대사
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Fiddler On The Roof Script
A fiddler on the roof...
Sounds crazy, no?
But here, 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 isnt easy.
You may ask,
why do we stay up there
if its so dangerous?
Well, we stay because
Anatevka is our home.
And how do we keep our balance?
That I can tell you in one word!
Tradition!
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition
Because of our traditions,
weve kept our balance for many, many years.
Here in Anatevka,
we have traditions for everything.
How to sleep.
How to eat.
How to work.
How to wear clothes.
For instance,
we always keep our heads covered,
and always wear a little prayer shawl.
This shows our constant devotion to God.
You may ask,
how did this tradition get started?
Ill tell you.
I dont know.
But its a tradition.
And because of our traditions,
every one of us knows who he is
and what God expects him to do.
Who, day and night, must scramble for a living
Feed a wife and children
Say his daily prayers?
And who has the right as master of the house
To have the final word at home?
The papa
The papa
Tradition
The papa
The papa
Tradition
Who must know the way to make a proper home
A quiet home
A kosher home?
Who must raise a family and run the home
So Papas free to read the Holy Book?
The mama
The mama
Tradition
The mama
The mama
Tradition
At three I started Hebrew school
At ten I learned a trade
I hear they picked a bride for me
I hope
shes pretty
And who does Mama teach
To mend and tend and fix?
Preparing her to marry
Whoever Papa picks
The daughters
The daughters
Tradition
The papa
Mama
Sons
The daughters
Tradition
And in the circle of our little village,
weve always had our special types.
For instance,
Yente, the matchmaker,
. Reb Nachum, the beggar.
And, most important of all,
our beloved rabbi.
Rabbi, may I ask you a question?
Certainly, Leibesh.
Is there a proper blessing... for the Tzar?
A blessing for the Tzar?
Of course.
May God bless and keep the Tzar
far away from us!
Dai dai dai dai
Dai dai dai dai
Dai dai dai dai
Dai dai dai dai dai
Dai dai dai dai
Dai dai dai dai
Dai dai dai dai
Dai dai dai dai dai
Then there are the others in our village.
They make a much bigger circle.
We dont bother them
and so far, they dont bother us.
And among ourselves,
we always get along perfectly well.
Of course, there was the time when he sold him a horse.
He told him it was only six years old
when it was really .
But now its all over.
And we all live in simple peace and harmony.
It was really years old.
It was six!
Tevye knows it was .
How do you know?
!
It was !
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition
Dai dai
Dai dai dai
Dai dai dai dum
Traditions, traditions.
Without our traditions,
our lives would be as shaky as
As...
As a fiddler on the roof!
Mama.
Mama, Yente the matchmaker is coming.
Maybe shes finally found a good match for you, Tzeitel.
From your mouth to Gods ears.
Why is she here now? Its almost Sabbath.
Out, all of you! I want to talk to Yente alone.
But, Mama, the men she finds...
The last one was so old.
And he was bald!
He had no hair.
A poor girl without a dowry cant be particular.
If you want hair, marry a monkey.
Even a poor girl has to look at her husband sometimes.
A husband is not to look at, a husband is to get.
But, Mama, Im not yet . I dont...
Sha! Do you have to boast about your age?
Youll tempt the evil eye.
Out, all of you.
Theres work to be done before the Sabbath.
Golde!
Golde.
I have such news for you.
And not every-day-of-the-week news...
Once-in-a-lifetime news!
Hmm...
Such diamonds, such jewels.
Ill find a husband for every one of them.
But you shouldnt be so picky, right?
Of course right!
Because, after all, even the worst husband, God forbid,
is better than no husband, God forbid!
Who should know better than me?
Ever since my husband died, Ive been a poor widow.
All alone, no-one to talk to, nothing to say to anyone.
All I do at night is think of him.
And even thinking of him
gives me no pleasure.
Is Tzeitel in the house?
Why dont you go and find out?
Thank you, Bielke.
He never raised his voice.
Er... Good afternoon. Is Tzeitel in the house?
Shes busy. Come back later.
Theres something I want to tell her.
Later!
Later.
What does a poor skinny tailor want with Tzeitel?
Theyve always been friends. They talk, they play...
Play? What do they play?
I dont know, theyre children.
From such children come other children.
Motel is nothing!
Yente...
Yente, you said you had news for me.
Ah... children, children.
They are your blessing in your old age.
But my Aaron, may he rest in peace, couldnt give me children.
To tell you the truth, Golde,
he hardly tried.
But whats the use complaining?
Other women enjoy complaining.
Not Yente.
Not every woman in the world is a Yente.
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 o
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