RAKEFET
MARGARITKALACH
Mitachat lasela tzomachat lefeleh
Rakefet nechmedet me'od
Veshemesh mazheret nosheket oteret
Oteret la keter varod
Rakefet rakefet tzipor metzaftzefet
Hatzitzi ach rega elai
Rakefet nehederet basela nisteret
Nisteret minefesh kol chai
Yatza'a im haruach rakefet lasuach
Haya az haboker bahir
Kol tzemach kol perach osefet baderech
Ufia ach zemer vashir
Bat sheva mezameret
rakefet memaheret
Metzitza ach rega echad
Mi zot hanishkefet achen zo rakefet
Bat sheva nigheshet le'at
Misela vageva yoredet Bat sheva
Rakefet chen al hechaze
Tzipor metzaftzefet veruach lotefet
Vesof kvar lazemer haze
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CYCLAMEN
Under the rock grows like a wonder
A very cute Cyclamen
The shining sun kisses it
And crowns her with a pink crown
Cyclamen, the bird whistles
Look at me for a minute
Beautiful Cyclamen hiding under the rock
Hiding from every thing
Bat sheva went out for a walk
The morning was bright
She collected every flower and plant
Her mouth full with a song
Bat sheva sings
Cyclamen speeds up
peeps out for a moment
Who is looking at me here? That's Cyclamen
Bat sheva gets closer slowly
Bat sheva gets off the rock
A beautiful Cyclamen on her chest
A bird whistles the wind folndles
A this song comes to an end.
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| In the Italian, the girl's name is a somewhat free translation taken from a popular children’s song. |
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| IL CICLAMINO |
Tra i sassi ed un pino, di primo mattino,
un bel ciclamino sbocciò.
Il sole di Maggio, mandandogli un raggio,
la rosa corolla baciò.
“Oh bel ciclamino” - Gli fa un uccellino -
“Su esci e fatti veder!”
ma il ciclamino gioca a nascondino,
d’uscir non ne vuole saper.
La vispa Teresa si reca alla chiesa,
al tocco dell’Ave Maria
e, piena d’amore, raccoglie ogni fiore
e canta giuliva per via.
Gli passa vicino, lui fa capolino,
s’affaccia a vedere chi è...
La mano è già tesa, la vispa Teresa
lo coglie e lo tiene per sé...
La vispa Teresa è giunta alla chiesa,
innalza un canto d’amor
e sul vestitino c’è un bel ciclamino,
un fiore puntato sul cuor. |
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