Our love

(strumming the lyre softly with melodic and smooth) (female voice) [Dodi li va'ani lo, Haro'eh bashoshanim. Yafah at, ra'yati, U'mum ein bakh] [Lekhi lakh me'Lebanon, Kalah, lekhi lakh me'Lebanon. Tamati, yonati, Ra'yati, ein mum bakh] [Mei'mayim rabbim lo yuchlu L'chabbot et-ha'ahavah, V'nahrot lo yisht'fuha. Im-yiten ish et-kol-hon Veito ba'ahavah, Boz yavuzu lo] (transitions to the man part, the melody swelling with emotion) [Dodi li va'ani lo, Haro'eh bashoshanim. Yafah at, ra'yati, U'mum ein bakh] [Bo'i lakh mi'Lebanon, Kalah, bo'i lakh mi'Lebanon. Ra'yati, yonati, Ein mum bakh] [Mei'mayim rabbim lo yuchlu L'chabbot et-ha'ahavah, V'nahrot lo yisht'fuha. Im-yiten ish et-kol-hon Veito ba'ahavah, Boz yavuzu lo] (the melody becomes more intricate, weaving Jewish influences as the woman and mam continue their poetic exchange) Ahavat'kha, aish kodesh, M'tzi'tah nafshi be'ta'avah. B'chavanatkha, nisa'leh marom, El-m'komot sh'nei nafshoteinu ya'aleh la'ad. Bo'i lakh mi'Lebanon, otsi'ra'ti, Ra'cheiv ahavat'kha b'li-g'vul. Brit'nteinu emet v'kayom, M'sukat-ta'anug ein-ketz. (the man voice rises, the melody soaring with a sense of reverence) Ki ahavah, mayim rabbim lo yuchlu L'cabot otah, u'n'harot lo yishf