SHIR HAKOVA'IM
Yesh li sak gadol malei bekova’im,
Otam ani modeid, bodeik mah li mat’im.
Kova shel leitzan ‘aliz vegam kaftzan,
Kova shel shoter, hu ‘al hachok shomer,
Kova shel tayas, bishmei hat’chelet tas,
Kova shel shoded, sham bad’rachim noded.
Yesh li sak gadol malei bekova’im,
Bechol minei tzurot lich’vod chag HaPurim.
Kova shel bokeir, al sus abir doheir,
Kova shel malach, im seret loven tzach.
Kova shel chayal, meinif diglo el-al,
Kova shel tabach, kotzeitz salat, tach, tach.
Yesh li sak gadol malei bekova’im…
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THE SONG OF HATS
I’ve got a big sack full of hats,
To try on and see which suits me.
A clown’s hat, lively and sprightly,
A policeman’s hat, guardian of the law,
A pilot’s hat, through blue skies he flies,
A highwayman’s hat, roamer of roads.
I’ve got a big sack full of hats,
In all kinds of shapes, Purim to celebrate.
A cowboy hat, on his steed he speeds,
A seaman’s hat, with white ribbon bright.
A soldier’s cap, holding flag on high,
A chef’s hat, salad he dices, chip, chop.
I’ve got a big sack full of hats…
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