To life! To life! L'chai-im! 
L'chai-im, l'chai-im, to life! 
If you've been lucky, then Monday was No worse than Sunday 
was, 
Drink l'chai-im, to life. 

To life, l'chai-im! 
L'chai-im, l'chai-im, to life! 
One day it's honey and raisin cake, 
Next day a stomach ache, 
Drink l'chai-im, to life! 

Our great men have written words of 
Wisdom to be used 
When hardship must be faced; 
Life obliges us with hardship 
So the words of wisdom 
shouldn't go to waste. 

To us and our good fortune 
Be happy be healthy, long life! 
And if our good fortune never comes 
Here's to whatever comes, 
Drink l'chaim, to life! 

To life, to life, l'chai-im,! 
L'chai-im, l'chai-im, to life! 
Life has a way of confusing us 
Blessing and bruising us, 
Drink l'chaim, to life, 

To life, l'chaim! 
L'chaim, l'chaim, to life! 
A gift we seldom are wise enough 
Ever to prize enough, 
Drink l'chaim, to life! 

God would like us to be joyful 
Even though our hearts lie panting on the floor; 
How much more can we be joyful, 
When there's really something 
To be joyful for. 

To life, to life, l'chai-im! 
L'chai-im, l'chai-im, to life! 
It gives you something to think about, 
Something to drink about, 
Drink l'chai-im, to life!