Shuv hi kan veshuv hakol me'abed tzura
Mevulbelet veyafa hi lo hishtanta
Yom bahir echad azva vehine chazra
Mar'ida be behala menisa shalva
Ki ita kmo tamid ein avar ve'ein atid
Rak harega hacholef lo chozer, yafe, ko'ev
Vehakol pit'om acher, meso'ar yoter,
Mahir yoter, yafe yoter, acher
Shuv hi kan veshuv hakol kmo mehatchala
Shuv ani omed mula bli lomar mila
Mul hiyuch bahir shela mul oto hatzchok
Hapreda nir'et pit'om kmo chalom rachok
Ki ima kmo tamid ...
She's here again, and again everything loses its shape (focus).
Confused and pretty: she hasn't changed.
One bright day she left, and here she's back.
She stirs up frenzy in me; drives out my calmness.
Because with her, as if always, there's no past and no future.
Only the passing moment: does not return, beautiful, aches.
And everything suddenly is different -- stormier,
faster, prettier -- different.
She's here again, and again everything is like in the beginning.
Again I'm standing facing her without saying a word.
Facing her bright smile, the same laughter.
The separation suddenly seems like a faraway dream.
Because with her, as if always, ...