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Eli Eli

My God My God

by Ofra Haza

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shibolet basade korah barucha
A stalk of grain in the field bows in the wind
meomes garinim ki rav
From the weight of kernels so great
uvamerchav harim yom kevar yafucha
And in the expanse of mountains day is fading
hashemesh ketem vezahav
The sun is orange and gold
uru hoy uru shuru beney kefarim
Awake oh awake look children of the villages
kama beshelah kevar al peney hakarim
The grain is ripe now upon the fields
kitzeru shilechu magal
Reap and send the sickle
et reshit hakatzir
Time for the first harvest
uru hoy uru shuru beney kefarim
Awake oh awake look children of the villages
kama beshelah kevar al peney hakarim
The grain is ripe now upon the fields
kitzeru shilechu magal
Reap and send the sickle
et reshit hakatzir
Time for the first harvest
sede seorim tama zer chag oteret
A field of barley is done wreathed in festive garlands
shefa yevul uvracha
Abundance of yield and blessing
likrat bo hakotzrim bazohar mazheret
Toward the approaching reapers gleaming golden
cheresh leomer mechake
Quietly awaiting the sheaf
havu henifu niro lachem nir
Bring forth and wave plow yourselves a furrow
chag lekama, et reshit katzir
A feast for the grain, time for the first harvest
kitzeru, shilechu migal et reshit hakatzir
Reap, send the sickle time for the first harvest
havu henifu niro lachem nir
Bring forth and wave plow yourselves a furrow
chag lekama, et reshit katzir
A feast for the grain, time for the first harvest
kitzeru, shilechu migal et reshit hakatzir
Reap, send the sickle time for the first harvest
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