Already rings the bell and knocks,
It’s the door – oh please, unlock.
Here they go - here they come,
The parade of fabulous costumes

In honor of Purim, girls and boys,
We’ve come to celebrate in joy,
With masks on our faces -
No-one will recognize us.

The noisemaker marching in the lead,
At the top of voice proclaims his deed:
“Hamentashen, hamentashen,
Here, take, for one and all!”