- cifra
Hineh ma tov u’ma’naim
Shevet achim gam yachad
Hineh ma tov
Hineh ma tov
Lai, lai, lai
It’s like precious oil flowing
Down the beard of Aharon
From the top of his head
To the edge of his robe
Hineh, hineh ma tov
It’s like the dew of Hermon descending
Upon the mountains of Zion
For there, the Lord commanded blessing
Life forever
Behold how good and how pleasant it is
For brothers to dwell together
