Do You Love Me?

Do you love me?
Do I what?
Do you love me?

Do I love him? With our daughters getting married
And this trouble in the town
You're upset, you're worn out
Go inside, go lie down maybe it's indigestion.

Golde I'm asking you a question!
Do you love me?
You're a fool!
I know but do you love me?

Do I love you?
For twenty five years I've washed your clothes
Cooked your meals
Cleaned your house
Given you children
Milked your cows
After twenty five years
Why talk about love right now?

Golde, the first time I met you was on our wedding day
I was scared.

I was shy
I was nervous
So was I.

But my father and my mother said
We'd learn to love each other
So now I'm asking Golde
Do you love me?

I'm your wife!
But do you love me?

Do I love him?
For twenty five years I've lived with him
Fought with him
Starved with him
Twenty five years
My bed is his
If that's not love, what is?

Then you love me?
I suppose I do
And I suppose I love you too.

It doesn't change a thing, but even so
After twenty five years
It's nice to know.