בכרם תימן [B'Kerem Teiman] [English translation]

In the garden of Yemen the moon drifts

A brisk wind blows

And I, in a shabbat dress

Am sitting on my doorstep

My groom will come

Young and pretty-eyed

I will sing to him

And he’ll clap his hands

My heart pounds inside of me

Hush, don’t wake Mum up

Don’t fear Tamar

Mum already knows

Mum already knows

Don’t fear Tamar

Mum already knows

Mum already knows

And in our apartment you will sit Tamar,

Your groom’s speech has saved him

And you will wear only expensive silk

And play on the radio

You will each pistachios

And listen to psalms

And two sweet ones

You will move on your lap

Give me your hand and I'll touch it,

Please don’t wake Dad up

Don’t fear Tamar

Dad already knows

Dad already knows

Don’t fear Tamar

Dad already knows

Dad already knows

In the garden of Yemen the moon drifts

A brisk wind blows

Close your eyes at once

In me are the lighters of a flame

My heart is beating

Hold me and don’t move

Turn my head

And I will not not know why

And my soul is shaking

And my heart fears

Don’t fear Tamar

This will pass tomorrow

This will pass tomorrow

Don’t fear Tamar

This will pass tomorrow

This will pass tomorrow