Lyrics:

At the foot of the mountain, on the river bank,
She sat by herself – Do you know her secret?
The Jordan was then silent
The (Mt.) Chermon again laughed
Only the silence told, that she waits for him.

The rustle of the Jordan was still heard in the air
And the soft sound of weeping, of the girl whose name is…

Kineret, Kineret, Kineret
The wind sings to you
The wind sings to you
And the sun over the Jordan shines over you
Setting on the mountain, on the mountain

So the hours passed
And the sunsets came and went
And each sad evening calls her to return
But here she will sit
As the wind blows
A sea of tears will flow from her cheeks to the shore

The rustle of the Jordan was still heard all around
And the soft sound of weeping, of the girl whose name is…

Kineret, Kineret, Kineret
The wind sings to you
The wind sings to you
And the sun over the Jordan shines over you
Setting on the mountain, on the mountain

In the light of day
We suddenly did not see her figure
Opposite the mountain, on the bank of the river
Facing the Jordan and its waves
Facing (Mt.) Chermon and its snows
Only her weeping remained
But he did not return

Then the rustle of the Jordan was still heard all around
On the sea of tears that is called by her name –

Kineret, Kineret, Kineret
The wind sings to you
The wind sings to you
And the sun over the Jordan shines over you
Setting on the mountain, on the mountain

Kineret, Kineret, Kineret
The wind sings to you
The wind sings to you
And the sun over the Jordan shines over you
Setting on the mountain, on the mountain