At the rising of the dew

There it lay, all across the desert

Crisp, thin and light, thin like ice over the ground.

All of the people saw it there.

All of the people saw it there.

Crisp, thin and light, thin like ice, over the ground.

To each other they said, what is this, Man-hu.

For the manna no-one knew.

Crisp, thin and light, thin like ice, over the ground.

Va’ta’al shichvat ha’tal

V’hineh al p’nei ha’midbar

Dak mechuspas, dak ka’kfor al ha’aretz

Va’yiru b’nei Yisrael

Vayiru b’nei Yisrael

Dak mechuspas, dak ka’kfor al ha’aretz.

Va’yomru ish el achiv man hu

Ki lo yadu ma hu.

Dak mechuspas dak ka’kfor al ha’aretz.