Erev shel shoshanim Netzeh na el habustan Mor besamim ulevona Leraglech miftan Layla yored le'at Veru'ach shoshan noshvah Havah elchash lach shir balat Zemer shel ahava Shachar homa yonah Roshech maleh telalim Pich el haboker shoshana Ektefenu li ============= It is an evening of roses Let us go out to the garden Myrrh, Spices, and Frankincense Are as a carpet under your feet Night falls slowly And a wind of roses blows Let me whisper a song for you slowly A tune of love Dawn and the dove coos Your hair is full of dewdrops Your lips are as roses unto the morning I will pick them for myself