Estas tierras piedregales que moraban los chacales, y agora los bulgaros ya plantaron portukales. Sasón vesimhá gila veriná, anu, bulgarim, nivne et habatim. Justo horas doce alhad de la medianoche, haciendo asefá en la casa de Ben Bassat. Uno mos veniva, él mos deciva: - Judiicos correr! langosta en Gan Ravé! Todos al auto saltaban, él no caminaba, cuatro arrempujaban, tres alelumbraban, para quemar tava y salvar a Bet Hanán. Estos que sintieron que los bulgaros vienen la langosta se spantó, y una no quedó. Un loco quita cien y ésto es para bien.
These stony lands where jackals roam, and now the Bulgarians have planted orange trees. Hebrew: Joy and gladness rejoicing and song We, the Bulgarians will build the houses Exactly at twelve On Sunday at midnight We had a social gathering at the house of Ben Bassat One came to us, he said to us: - Jews, run! Locusts in Gan Ravé! Everyone jumped into the car, It didn't start, four pushed, three shone a light, all came to burn hay and save Bet Hanán. Those who heard that the Bulgarians were coming the locusts were frightened and not one remained. One madman takes away a hundred and this is for the best.
From Arboleras vol. 3, Sephardic songs from the 20th century, 2000 Beit Hanan was settled in 1930 by Bulgarian immigrants. This is a song about hardships along with the spirit of renewal in an agricultural settlement in the center of the new Jewish homeland.
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