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Written by Herman Yablokoff . Author was inspired to write this song after seeing children peddlers during German occupation of Grodno in WWI. Current version is in Yiddish and Russian and incorporates new lyrics that have been added during WWII. It describes the daily life of a blind jewish orphan boy, who has to sell cigarettes and matches to stay alive... A cold night, foggy, and darkness everywhere A boy stands sadly and looks around. Only a wall protects him from the rain He holds a basket in his hand and his eyes beg everyone silently: Refrain Buy my cigarettes! Dry ones, not wet from the rain Buy real cheap, Buy and have pity on me. Save me from hunger now Buy my matches, wonderful ones, the best, and with that you will uplift an orphan. My screaming and my running will be for naught. Nobody wants to buy from me- I will have to perish like a dog.,,, My Farther lost his life fighting during the war German
