SHELEG AL IRI
 SNOW ON MY CITY
 

Sheleg al iri kol halaila nach.
El artzot hachom ahuvi halach.
Sheleg al iri vehalaila kar.
Me'artzot hachom li yavi tamar.

Dvash hate'eina, metek hecharuv.
Ve'orchat gmalim amusei kawl tuv.
Heina shuv yashuv shemesh levavi
Umisham tapuach zahav yavi.

Sheleg al iri nach kmo talit.
Me'artzot hachom ma heveita li?
Sheleg al iri, sheleg al panai.
Uvetoch hapri kawl ga'agu'ai.

 Snow over my city, resting all the night.
My love has gone to the warm lands.
Snow over my city, and the night is cold.
From the warm countries he will bring me a date.

The honey of the fig, the sweetness of carob.
And a caravan of camels laden with all good things.
Surely my heart's sun will return here.
And from there, he will bring an orange.

Snow over my city, resting like a tallit.
From the warm lands, what have you brought me?
Snow on my city, snow on my face.
And within the fruit are all my longings.
   



Song also known as Peirot Chamisha-Asar

COMPOSER WORDS & MUSIC Naomi Shemer
SONGBOOK

Naomi Shemer - Sefer Gimel - Book 3 - Page 15
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CD Asif (Collection) Part II:
Disk 1, Track 25, sung by Ruchama Raz
Also sung by Naomi Shemer on
El Borot Hamayim - Mimeitav Shirei Yisrael (CBS 1982)
DANCE CHOREOGRAPHER Shoshana Kopelovich 1974
DANCE FORMAT Circle
 

Transliteration sent in by Henry Lederfeind of Sao Paulo, Brazil
Translation by Malka Tischler of New York, USA
Portugese translation by Helena Wajsfels Zins of São Paulo, Brazil
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Portugese translation
NEVE SOBRE MINHA CIDADE

Neve sobre minha cidade, caindo a noite toda.
Meu amado se foi para terras quentes.
Neve sobre minha cidade e a noite está fria.
Das terras quentes ele me trará uma tâmara.

O mel do figo, a doçura da alfarrôba
e a caravana de camelos carregados de coisas boas.
Certamente o sol da minha vida voltará para cá e de lá me trará uma laranja.

Neve sobre minha cidade, repousando como um talit.
O que você me trouxe das terras quentes?
Neve sobre minha cidade, neve sobre meu rosto e no interior do fruto está toda minha saudade.
 


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