Shnei Shoshanim
Ashir lach shir atik noshan
Ashir lecha zemer al shoshan
Haya hayu lifnei shanim
Shnei shoshanim shnei shoshanim
Haya ze kvar rachok hayom
Echad lavan sheni adom

Be-gan echad keshnei achim
Gidlu aleh tsamchu chuchim
Et ba ha-boker tzachor gaven
Pakach einayim ha-lavan
Ve-erev ba vered ha-yom
Atzam einayim ha-adom

U-va-leilot u-va-leilot
Nashvu ruchot bam kalilot
Ko livlevu ad ba-a ha-yad
Yad she-katfa shoshan echad
Ve-ein yodʿim ad ha-yom
Et ha-lavan o ha-adom

Ve-ha-notar ve-ha-notar
Libo nishbar libo nishbar
Haya hayu lifnei shanim
Shnei shoshanim shnei shoshanim
Haya ze kvar rachok hayom
Echad lavan sheni adom

Two Roses
I will sing to you an ancient, age-old song
I will sing you a melody of a rose
Long ago, many years before
There were two roses, two roses
It was already so long ago
One was white, the other red

In a single garden, like two brothers
They grew a leaf, thorns sprang up
When the pale morning arrived
The white one opened its eyes
And when evening came, the day grew rosy
The red one closed its eyes

And at night, and at night
Light winds blew over them
They blossomed so fully, until a hand appeared
A hand that plucked one rose
And to this very day no one knows
Whether it was the white one or the red

And the one left behind, the one left behind
Its heart was broken, its heart was broken
Long ago, many years before
There were two roses, two roses
It was already so long ago
One was white, the other red