Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
Tevye and the Fiddler
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
Tevye and Lazar Wolf
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
It's just that I'm terrified...
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
A milk cow? So I won't be lonesome?
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
Zachava Zdarovia
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
The way she sees and the way he looks, it's a perfect match
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
How can you allow my daughter to take my place?
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
I mean the tailor, Tevye, my great grandchild...
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
Tevye! What is this about your daughter marrying my husband?
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
If Tzeitel marries Lazar Wolf, I pity them both
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
And this I'll give you Tzeitel, that I'll give you Tzeitel
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
To life, to life, l'chaim!
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
It was a horse! A mule!
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
I realise that it is no shame to be poor, but it is no great honour either...
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
May he send you husbands who will care for you
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
Marriages must be arranged by the Papa
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
Goodbye, Lazar Wolf
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
Golde and Yente
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
Oh! I'm losing my head!
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
If I were a rich man
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
Today, I am a horse
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
Little bird, little Chavaleh
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
The mamas! Tradition!
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
The daughters! Tradition!
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
Catch me a catch!
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
Dear Yente, see that he's gentle
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
He's handsome, he's young - all right, he's sixty-two
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
You must have heard wrong, Grandma...
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
She screams louder than you, Golde!
Giles Watson's poetry and prose:
Tevye!
