Vocalist: Sarah Lonsert (Lyric Coloratura Soprano)
Pianist: Dr. Tali Tadmor
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Recorded on December 8th, 2021 in the Recital Hall at the Mike Curb College of Arts, Media, and Communication at California State University, Northridge. For the degree of Masters in Music, Vocal Performance.

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TRANSLATION:
Hayu Leilot There were nights

Hayu leilot, ani otam zocheret
There were nights, which I remember,
Ani otam ad sof yamai esa.
I will carry them 'til the end of my days.
Bamish’olim bein Dagania l’chineret
On the paths between Degania and Kinneret,
Amda agalat chayai ha’amusah.
Stood the loaded wagon of my life.

Vehu nigash, shim’I elai k’tantonet
And he approached me: "Listen, little girly,
Ani baniti bayit l’shivtech,
I've built a home for you to dwell in,
At tir’kemi ba’erev li kutonet
In the eve you will weave me a nightshirt,
Ani enhag bayom et eglatech
In the daytime I will carry your wagon."

Hu haya az bahir vegavoha kezemer
He was fair and tall as a song back then,
Hu nahag ahalot lasadeh harachav.
He carried wagons to the open field,
Va’ni lo kutonet hayiti rokemet
And I would weave him a nightshirt,
Kutonet shel t’chelet im perach zahav.
A nightshirt of blue with a golden flower.

Hayu leilot, ani otam zocheret
There were nights, which I remember,
V’hu et ha’etzim bagahn heid
And he testified before the trees in the garden,
Et hashvilim bein D’ganya L’chineret
Before the paths between Degania and Kinneret,
Ki rahk oti yishmor lo l’tahmid
That he will keep me forever his.

Haya holech v’shav elai kode’ach
He would go and return to me, burning up,
Haya nose d’muti mimul panav.
He would vision my image before him.
Hagidu na, hayesh bachem yode’a
Tell me, do any of you know
Ei anahzeh halach lo v’lo shav?
Where did he go to never return again?

Az hayiti bocha, az hayitinid hemet
So I would cry, I was dumbfounded,
B’sadot rechokim od halachti elav
Still I went to him over at the far off fields,
Ahnochi od noset kutanto ham’rukemet
Still I carry his weaved nightshirt,
Kutonet shel t’chelet im perach zahav
A nightshirt of blue with a golden flower.


Hayu leilot, ani otam zocheret
There were nights, which I remember,
Ani otam ad sof yamai esa.
I will carry them 'til the end of my days.

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