HeChalil
Hechalil
Hu pashut ve’adin vekolo
Kmo kol shel halev
Hechalil
Keshichshuch haplagim
Kmo shir yeladim.
Kemishak haruchot bepardes melavlev
Hechalil, hechalil.

Manginat hechalil, la’ilan la’anan
Manginat hechalil, lemirvatz adarim
Manginat hechalil, le’achi hakatan
Manginat hechalil, leharim leharim
Hechalil.

Hamakshiv lo yode’a
Yadua heytev,
Hu ya’ir et hadomi
Hu yaron lo betzlil
Kemishak haruchot bepardes melavlev
Hechalil

Manginat hechalil, la’ilan la’anan
Manginat hechalil, lemirvatz adarim
Manginat hechalil, le’achi hakatan
Manginat hechalil, leharim leharim
Hechalil

The Flute
The Flute
It is simple and delicate, and its voice
Is like the voice of the heart.
The flute
Is like the splashing of streams,
Like a children’s song.
Like the rustling of winds in a blossoming orchard,
The flute, the flute.

The flute’s melody, for the tree, for the cloud,
The flute’s melody, for the resting place of flocks,
The flute’s melody, for my little brother,
The flute’s melody, for the mountains, the mountains,
The flute.

He who listens to it knows,
Knows very well,
It will illuminate the silence,
It will sing out in sound,
Like the rustling of winds in a blossoming orchard,
The flute.

The flute’s melody, for the tree, for the cloud,
The flute’s melody, for the resting place of flocks,
The flute’s melody, for my little brother,
The flute’s melody, for the mountains, the mountains,
The flute.