Theodore Bikel — Kretchma (קרעטשמע)

Kretchma Words by Gene Raskin When you hear Russian songs, do you suffer? Does your heart start to pound in your chest? If you do then come down to the Kretchma, It costs plenty, but it’s from the best. And there is singing, and there is dancing, And the Russian vodka is all right. Come to the Kretchma, that’s where you’ll ketchma, Drinking vodka every night In the corner is standing a Cossak. You can see him from way down the block. And inside the candles are gleaming, But, except for the candles, it’s dark. And there is singing and there is dancing, And the borsht and piroshki’s all right. Come to the Kretchma, that’s where you’ll ketchma, Drinking vodka every night In the middle is standing Natasha, All the men are beginning to pant. When she’s dancing her shoulders they vibrate, And when she’s singing you see that she can’t. An