Kinneret - כנרת by Naomi Shemer
Naomi Shemer was born July 13, 1930 to Rivka Sapir and Meir Sapir, on Kvutzat Kinneret, a kibbutz her parents had helped found, on the shores of the Sea of Galilee. The song “Kinneret” is Naomi’s composition of a poem by the same name written by Rachel the poetess. The song is an expression of yearning and love for the rich views surrounding the Kinneret (Sea of Galilee).
Naomi Shemer passed away on the 26th of June 2004 (7 Tammuz 5774). She was buried in the cemetery of Kvutzat Kinneret, close to her birthplace, and alongside her parents, Meir and Rivka Sapir, not far from the final resting place of the poet Rachel. At her request there was no funeral procession and no eulogies were said at her grave. Instead, her friend, the singer and producer Dudu Elharar, performed the songs "Kinneret"," Chorshat Ha'ekaliptus" (The Eucalyptus Grove), "Lashir Zeh Kemo Lihiyot Yarden" (To Sing is Like being The Jordan) and "Noa" leading the mourners in an emotional and moving sing-a-long – emphasizing the importance she placed on these songs and her identification with them.
Kinneret by Naomi Shemer
MUSIC: Naomi Shemer
SINGER:Lehakat Pikud Merkaz, Natanela, Chava Alberstein, Givatron
! - שָׁם הָרֵי גוֹלָן, הוֹשֵׁט הַיָּד וְגַע בָּם
.בִּדְמָמָה בּוֹטַחַת מְצַוִּים: עֲצֹר
בִּבְדִידוּת קוֹרֶנֶת נָם חֶרְמוֹן הַסַבָּא
.וְצִנָּה נוֹשֶׁבֶת מִפִּסְגַּת הַצְּחוֹר
,שָׁם עַל חוֹף הַיָּם יֵשׁ דֶּקֶל שְׁפַל צַמֶּרֶת
,סְתוּר שֵׂעָר הַדֶּקֶל כְּתִינוֹק שׁוֹבָב
שֶׁגָּלַשׁ לְמַטָּה וּבְמֵי כִּנֶּרֶת
,מַה יִּרְבּוּ פְּרָחִים בַּחֹרֶף עַל הַכֶּרַכְּ
,דַּם הַכַּלָנִית וְכֶתֶם הַכַּרְכֹּם
,יֵשׁ יָמִים – פִּי שֶׁבַע אָז יָרֹק הַיֶּרֶק
.פִּי שִׁבְעִים תְּכֻלָּה הַתְּכֵלֶת בַּמָּרוֹם
,גַּם כִּי אִוָּרֵש וַאֲהַלֵּךְ שְׁחוֹחַ
- וְהָיָה הַלֵּב לְמַשּׁוּאוֹת זָרִים
הַאוּכַל לִבְגֹּד בָּךְ, הַאוּכַל לִשְׁכֹּחַ
Silently confident commanded: Stop.
Solitude radiant miracle Hermon grandfather
Chill winds blow upon the white summit.
There on the beach there are palm lows top disheveled palm baby naughty, slid down and who Kinneret and water Galilee, splashing his feet.
What there were more flowers in winter on volume, blood anemone and stain crocus.
Some days are seven times so green vegetables, according seventy times the bluest blue at its heights .
Even should I become impoverish and walk hunched over, and was the heart for foreign signals- how can I betray you, how could I forget how could I forget the innocence of youth?
Name the Golan Heights, where the Golan Heights, where …