Lyrics: Avraham Shlonsky
Music: Emanuel Amiran
Clear the way, here we come
We all sound like a celebrating multitude.
Today is the festival of the fruits of the land
Gardens, vineyards and fields
We have brought here baskets full
Containers full of our first fruits.
Baskets and crates of the fruits of the land
we shall decorate with honor
This is our basket and we shall adorn it.
This is our crate and we shall decorate it.
This is our basket; this is our container
First fruits of our fields