Bereshit Olam
Sham, bereshit olam
Amda chava ohevet mul adam
Ezer kenegdo, tzela mitzalho
Me'az tzo'ed adam
El kivuna shel zo asher chalam
Al rosh simchato ya'ale otch ito
Ve'hu lo ishkachech ahuvato
Lo, lo, lo, lo ze lo mikre
Elokim rokem, tove
Bechutei zahav beineinu
Zo, zo darko shel abore
Lekadesh et ahove
Bechupat kochav me'aleinu
Zman, otzer azman
Leregahim shel osher belavan
Kol amitzalot bechupat klulot
Kan omed chatan
Ochez yedech humiyofyech nirdam
Al rosh simchatech
Ta'ali et bechir libech
Tehu lo ishkachech, hu ahuvech
Lo, lo, lo, lo ze lo mikre
Elokim rokem, tove
Bechutei zahav beineinu
Zo, zo darko shel abore
Lekadesh et ahove
Bechupat kochav me'aleinu
Bikdusha at tehi lo lehisha
Hu hihiye' lach lehishech
Ve'lazer she'al roshech
Hu yagen lach ve'ishmor
Mimashber, sufa vekor
Beleilot shel ahava
Hu yihye chelkat shalva
Lo, lo, lo, lo ze lo mikre
Elokim rokem, tove
Bechutei zahav me'aleinu
Bereshit olam
In the Beginning of the World
There, in the beginning of the world
Stood Eve lovingly in front of Adam
A helper against him, a shadow of his image
From then on, man is restless
To the direction of the one he dreamed of
On the top of his joy, he will bring you with him
And he will not forget his beloved
No, no, no, this is not a coincidence
God is merciful, good
In the midst of gold threads between us
This is the way of creation
To sanctify his love
Under a canopy of stars above us
Time, a treasure of time
In moments of white wealth
All the shadows under the canopy of vows
Here stands the groom
Taking your hand, your beauty is asleep
On the top of your joy
Raise your chosen one with you
He will not forget you, he is your beloved
No, no, no, this is not a coincidence
God is merciful, good
In the midst of gold threads between us
This is the way of creation
To sanctify his love
Under a canopy of stars above us
In holiness you will be his to possess
He will be yours to cherish
And to shine upon your head
He will protect you and watch over you
From destruction, storm, and cold
In nights of love
He will be a portion of tranquility
No, no, no, this is not a coincidence
God is merciful, good
In the midst of gold threads above us
In the beginning of the world