MECHAKEH (Rita)

Yom echad ze yikreh
Bli shenargish, mashe'hu yishtane
Mashe'hu yeraga banu,
mashe'hu yiga banu
Velo yihye mima lachshosh

Veze yavo kmo kav
charut al kaf yad
Ze yavo batu'ach be'atzmo
Ke'ilu haya sham tamid
vechika shenavchin bo

Veze yavo, ata tir'eh
Hayadayim hakfutzot yit'archu
Vehalev hashomer lo lehipaga
yif'am beketzev ragil
Ze yavo, kmo sheateva ragil
Lihyot shalem im atzmo

Yom echad ze yikreh
Bli shenargish,
mashe'hu yishtaneh
Mashe'hu yeraga banu,
mashe'hu yiga banu
Velo yihye mima lachshosh

Veze yavo kmo kav
charut al kaf yad
Ze yavo batu'ach be'atzmo
Ke'ilu haya sham tamid
vechika shenavchin bo
Veze yavo, ata tir'eh
Hayadayim hakfutzot yit'archu
Vehalev hashomer lo lehipaga
yif'am beketzev ragil
Ze yavo, kmo sheateva ragil
Lihyot shalem im atzmo, ata tir'eh

Hayadaim hakfutzot yit'archu....

Veze yavo, ata harey yode'a
Lo hakol yetaltel otanu
Lo hakol yakeh
Uma sheyipatach lanu
Mechakeh

WAITING

One day it will happen
Without us feeling it, something will change
Something in us will calm down,
will touch us
And there will be nothing to be scared off

It will come as a line
carved on a palm of the hand
It will be self assured
Like it was always there
and was waiting for us to notice it

And it will come, you will see
The tightly closed hands will get longer
And the heart which guards against getting hurt,
will beat in a normal beat
It will come, as nature is used to
To be completed

One day it will happen
Without us feeling it,
something will change
Something in us will calm down,
will touch us
And there will be nothing to be scared off

It will come as a line
carved on a palm of the hand
It will be self assured
Like it was always there
and was waiting for us to notice it
And it will come, you will see
The tightly closed hands will get longer
And the heart which guards against getting hurt,
will beat in a normal beat
It will come, as nature is used to
To be completed, you will see

The tightly closed hands will get longer...

And it will come, you know
We will not be shaken by any thing
Not every thing will hit
And what will open for us
Is waiting