Dertrunken shampanye
Un der fayerverk iz oys.
Ot zenen mir, du un ikh
Filn zikh troy’rik, umetik.
S’iz der sof fun der simkhe,
Der kayor zet oys gro
Nit vi nekhtn, sheyn un fayn.
Lomir bentshn vos iz haynt:

A freylekh nay-yor, a freylekh nay-yor
Zol es undz brengen a khizoyen
Fun der velt vu yeder shokhn iz a liber, tay’rer, fraynt.
A freylekh nay-yor, a freylekh nay-yor
Mit a groys kheyshek tsu probirn
Vayl dokh andersh— me ken leygn zikh anider un krapirn,
Ikh un du.

2. Ze ikh amol — Vi a naye velt kumt on,
Ikh derze, zi tseblit,
Makht durkh undzer ash ir trit.
Akh yo, der mentsh iz a nar,
Un er meynt s’vet zayn o-key
Shlept zikh on, fis fun leym,
Geyt fardorbm zikh aleyn,
Ober say vi say me’ geyt.

A freylekh nay-yor, a freylekh nay-yor
Zol es undz brengen a khizoyen
Fun der velt vu yeder shokhn iz a liber, tay’rer, fraynt.
A freylekh nay-yor, a freylekh nay-yor
Mit a groys kheyshek tsu probirn
Vayl dokh andersh— me ken leygn zikh anider un krapirn,
Ikh un du.

3. Dakhtsakh mir itst,
Az di troymen fun amol
Zaynen toyt, gor nit mer,
Di konfeti afn pol,
Nokh a tsendlikyor avek
Gantse tsen – arum der zun
Nokh a tsendlikyor iz oys,
Vos zhe vart dort af undz,
In dem nayem yor vos s’kumt?

A freylekh nay-yor, a freylekh nay-yor
Zol es undz brengen a khizoyen
Fun der velt vu yeder shokhn iz a liber, tay’rer, fraynt.
A freylekh nay-yor, a freylekh nay-yor
Mit a groys kheyshek tsu probirn
Vayl dokh andersh— me ken leygn zikh anider un krapirn,
Ikh un du.

ENGLISH (ORIGINAL)
[Verse 1]
No more champagne
And the fireworks are through
Here we are, me and you
Feeling lost and feeling blue
It's the end of the party
And the morning seems so grey
So unlike yesterday
Now's the time for us to say

[Chorus]
Happy new year, happy new year
May we all have a vision now and then
Of a world where every neighbour is a friend

Happy new year, happy new year
May we all have our hopes, our will to try
If we don't we might as well lay down and die
You and I

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I see
How the brave new world arrives
And I see how it thrives
In the ashes of our lives
Oh yes, man is a fool
And he thinks he'll be okay
Dragging on, feet of clay
Never knowing he's astray
Keeps on going anyway

[Verse 3]
Seems to me now
That the dreams we had before
Are all dead, nothing more
Than confetti on the floor
It's the end of a decade
In another ten years time
Who can say what we'll find
What lies waiting down the line
In the end of eighty-nine