The thunderous song of the harvesters
has fallen onto the field
The golden sheaves
bend and collapse with the singing.

Gather the blessings of G-d
from the mountain and the valley,
Fill, fill the granary
with blessings for many years.

The song of the harvesters has risen,
then fallen into the standing grain
blessed with dew from heaven,
and drenched with the oils of the earth.

 Gather the blessings of G-d.