ANI YESHEINAH

I SLEEP

Ani y'sheina v'libi er;
Kol dodi dofek
Pitchi li
Achoti ra'yati yonati tammati,
Sheroshi nimla' tal,
K'vutzotai r'sisei layla

I sleep, but my heart is awake;
Hark! my beloved knocks:
'Open to me,
My sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled,
For my head is filled with dew,
My locks with the drops of the night.'