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On the Fifteenth of Shvat
Lyrics: S. Shalom
Music: Nahum Nardi
On the fifteenth of Shvat
When Spring arrives
Descends an angel, with a notepad in hand,
and records every bud, every tree,
every beam and all seedlings in our garden.
From city to city, from village to village
It floats with light wings,
inspects the valley, examines the mountain,
swiftly flies over the desert
And returns to heaven.
And when the notepad is full
with every tree, bud and bush;
when the desert turns into a field
and our entire land – a satiated garden,
Then shall the Messiah appear.
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