&quot;Es Brent&quot; (It's Burning) A translation<br>Es Brent (translation from Favourite 
Yiddish Songs, <br>complied by E.G.Mlotek, c.1972 Adama Books) <br>It's burning, 
brothers, it's burning! <br>Oy, our poor shtetl is burning, <br>Raging winds 
are fanning the wild flames <br>And furiously tearing, <br>Destroying and scattering 
everything. <br>All around, all is burning <br>And you stand and look just so, 
you <br>With folded hands... <br>And you stand and look just so, <br>While 
our shtetl burns. <br>It's burning, brothers, it's burning! <br>Oy, our poor 
shtetl is burning, <br>The moment is at hand when, God forbid, <br>Our town, 
along with all of us, <br>Will be turned to ashes by the flames, <br>And only 
bare, black walls will remain <br>As after a battle. <br>Our town is burning, 
<br>And only you can save it! <br>Extinguish the fire with your very blood, 
<br>If you must! <br>Don't just stand there, brothers, <br>With 
folded hands. <br>Don't stand there, put out the fire! <br>Our shtetl is burning!