Cain and Abel

Itzik Manger

1941

Dost thou sleep, my brother Abel,
That thou art so wonderfully fair?
Never have I seen thee
As beautiful before.
Does the beauty lie in my ax,
Or is it, perhaps, in thee?
Before the day is done,
Speak—answer me.
Thou art still, my brother Abel,
As the heavens and the earth.
Such pensive silence, until now,
In thee I never heard.
Does the…
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