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hem tamid shorku lecha beodcha ketana
They always whistled at you when you were small
betzamot moshchu lecha, kol beney hashechuna
They tugged your braids, all the neighborhood boys
vaani kach min hatzad, histakalti becha keytzad
And I stood to the side, watching you
at chicht lechal echad, shovava ketana...
Smiling at everyone, little mischievous one...
ora, ora, mi yizke becha, ora
Ora, Ora, who will win you, Ora
ora, ora, matzovcha lo ra...
Ora, Ora, your situation's not bad...
bemischak "tofeset" at tamid baracht
In the game of tag you always ran away
ki at lo nitpeset bekalut kol kach
Because you were not so easily caught
vaani kach min hatzad, histakalti becha keytzad
And I stood to the side, watching you
at natat lechal echad shigea bach ketzat...
You let everyone touch you just a little...
ora, ora, mi yizke becha, ora
Ora, Ora, who will win you, Ora
ora, ora, matzovcha lo ra...
Ora, Ora, your situation's not bad...
lecha perachim higashti, at hashavat kotzim
I offered you flowers, you returned thorns
lach shirim hikdashti, at li terutzim
I dedicated songs to you, you gave me excuses
lechayech tapuchim, at chilakt lintachim
Your rosy cheeks, you gave away in portions
beli busha pelachim pelachim shay lefirchachim...
Shamelessly, slice by slice to every rascal...
ora, ora, mi yizke becha, ora
Ora, Ora, who will win you, Ora
ora, ora, matzovcha lo ra...
Ora, Ora, your situation's not bad...
at amart: chafshani terem leyl red
You said: seek me before nightfall
mi sheyimtzaeni lo ehye laad
Whoever finds me, will have me forever
ad hayom zot lo etpos
To this day I cannot grasp
eych barachta veeyn manos
How you ran and there was no escape
hitchatanta im yosel geros hechasid mitzefat...
You married Yosel Gross the devout Hasid from Tzfat...
ora, ora, kemitzvat hatora
Ora, Ora, as the Torah commands
ora, ora... chasida keshera!
Ora, Ora... a proper Hassidic wife!