Friday, June 9, 2017

Calls the old country..."Night falls slowly..." Erev Shel Shoshanim

"...Let us go out to the grove
Myrrh, spices and frankincense
Is the carpet beneath your feet

Night falls slowly
And a wind of rose blows
Let me whisper a song for you slowly
A song of love

Dawn and the dove coos
Your hair is full of dewdrops
Your lips are as roses unto the morning
I will pick them for myself..."

Erev Shel Shoshanim - Evening of Roses
A Rendition by Nina Mouskouris:

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