HACHAVERIM HAYESHANIM SHELI

CHAVERIM YESHANIM SHELI 

ha-chaverim ha-yeshanim sheli, kulam oto davar
echad nihya gibor gadol ve-ha-sheni nigmar
od kamah acherim nas'u rachok bishvil lachzor
ha-asiri hahu shepa'am hish'arti meachor

ha-chaverim ha-yeshanim sheli, betoch ha-sefer ha-shachor
ve'et kulam ani ohev achshav
et kulam ani ezkor
ve'et mi ze me'anyen, ne'ashen venedaber
al sport v'omanut od she-ha-laylah yigamer

ad she-ha-laylah yigamer, shurot shurot shel anashim
ba'chalomot sheli ovrim
ad she'ha-laylah yistayem ani aspik od ledaber
(al) kol nose she-ba'olam
im elohim kayam o lo kayam
im yesh siba l'achzavot
chayim shlemim b'sakiyot me'plastik
v'hem moshchim li b'ketzah shel ha-chultzah
b'ketzah shel ha-chultzah sheli

lachaverim ha-yeshanim sheli yesh ta'am meshuneh
ze she'haya hachi rachok omer she-hu choshev alai harbeh
ze she'ahav lishtot nish'ar im ha-hargel
la-olam shel ha-gdolim hu menaseh lehitragel
ve ze she'ahav lada'at adain hu shoel
(ve) ze she'chashav she'tov lo achshav hu mit'palel
ve gam ani nish'arti kim'at oto davar
me'ayem lalechet aval b'sof ani nish'ar

ad she-ha-laylah yigamer...

chayim shlemim b'sakiyot me'plastik
mitvak'chim im ze kara o lo kara
o lo kara

ha-chaverim ha-yeshanim sheli, hem lo oto davar
echad nihya gibor gadol ve-ha-sheni nigmar
od kamah acherim nas'u rachok bishvil lachzor
ha-ahava hazot shepa'am hish'arti meachor

MY OLD FRIENDS

 

My old friends, they're all the same
One became a big hero and the other got wiped out
A few others traveled far in order to return
The tenth one who I once left far behind

My old friends in the black book
Everyone who I now love
Everyone I will remember
And for whom it interests, we'll smoke and talk
About sport and art until the night will end

Until the night ends, lines and lines of people
Pass through my dreams
Until the night ends I'll still manage to speak
About every subject in the world
If G-d exists or doesn't exist
If there's a reason for disappointments
Whole lives in bags of plastic
And they pull at me by the edge of my shirt
the edge of my shirt

My old friends have an unusual taste
He who was furthest away says he thinks about me a lot
And he who loved to drink remained with the habit
To a world of grownups he tries to get accustomed
He who loved to know, still he asks questions
And he who thought things were good for him is now praying
And even I remained almost the same way
Threatening to go but in the end I remain

Until the night ends...

Whole lives in bags of plastic
Arguing if this happened or didn't happen
or didn't happen

My old friends are not all the same
One became a big hero and the other got wiped out
And a few others traveled far in order to return
This love which I once left behind


Hebrew words

LYRICS
Ivri Lider
MUSIC
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SINGER
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