Vekotvim al lu'ach shel etz bidvash mealef ve'ad taf
Et kol haotiyot bidvash veomrim lo: "chabibi, lakek" Ve'az hatora shebape metuka kmo ta'am shel dvash
Etzlenu bichfar Todra shebelev harey ha'atlas
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Here in the village of Todra in the heart of the Atlas mountains
They would take the child that reached the age of five
They would put a crown of flowers on his head in our village of Todra
A crown would be put on his head when he reached the age of five. All the children in the street would put on a party for him When he turned five in our village of Todra
Then the "groom of the celebration" (who turned five in our village of Todra) would be taken to the synagogue
The alphabet would be written on a wooden board in honey from A to Z (aleph to taf)
All the honeyed letters would call to him: "lick us, friend" So the torah in his mouth would be as sweet as the taste of honey
In our village Todra that is in the Atlas mountains.