Etz Ha Rimon - Resource Sheet
Etz Ha Rimon - Resource Sheet
Etz Ha Rimon - Resource Sheet
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English Translation
The pomegranate tree has given its fragrance
From the Dead Sea to Jericho,
My fortress, your troop is back from its wanderings,
My perfect one, your lover has returned.
Treasures of Ofir and fragrance of Gilead,
Chariots of Egypt I sent to you, my girl
A thousand songs I will hang for you as a shield
From the Nile to the Jordan.
You are more perfect than all the brides,
You are marvelous as the stars in their courses.
Your two eyes are like two doves
And your voice is like the sounds of bells.
For you the trumpeting, for you the wreaths,
For you the medals of the heroes,
What use to me is an army of a thousand, or ten thousand?
My heart is dying of love.
The arrow returned to the bow,
The pomegranate returned to the tree,
To you and for you the warrior longs,
Come my beloved, for evening falls.