SHIR ELAICH
HASHIR ELAYICH
Stav bachalonot ve'or babayit p'nimah
vetzipiyati kulah shayechet lach,
at habosheshah lavo yamim-yamimah -
mah-davar tomri lasheket shehoshlach/hushlach?
Mah davar yagid libech, shelo hagani/karani,
mahu avakesh miyad shelo hushtah?
Hayavo chalom asher lo chalamni
veyavi pedut lanefesh lechudah?
Hayetze hagil asher lo ba'ani
ha'et hu gadol she'al brachai pashtah.
Ru'ach, ru'ach al shamaim,
nir'demah Yerushalaim.
Ru'ach bamidbar homeh lo,
nir'damim meyam-hamelach,
ru'ach, ru'ach, har-tzofim...
Kol yamai halchu mibli lada'at anah,
kol pizmon befi - tru'at ta'aniyah,
al tivki lahem ve'al tetz'i haganah,
al na te'asfim, achot rachmaniyah.
Lu gam ekra'ech ukriyati no'eshet,
le'itzbon yamai at al toshiti yad,
lageim, achot, haru'ach ha'ikeshet,
hageim, achot, lo yevatru la'ad...
Ru'ach, ru'ach al shamaim...
Gam/rak bevo hayom bo eradem/velo er'ech lanetzach
uvechalonaich stav lo yenashev/yatom yashav,
bechasot afar et kol azei hametzach,
bechasot prachim et kol azei halev.
Im tagshi pit'om yafeh kine'uraich
Az tetz'i elai el hasafsal hagana
vetomri/ve'imri: karata - avo sof sof...
gam azai akum min hametim elaich,
ki gam bemoti osifah le'ehov.
kol yamai achot yashuvu az me'anah
kol yamai achot yagi'u az el chof
Ru'ach, ru'ach al shamaim...
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A SONG TO YOU
THE SONG FOR YOU
Autumn is by the windows and light is inside the house
my whole expectation belongs to you,
you are running late for days -
what shall you say to the silence that is thrown?
what shall be said by your heart which did not call me,
what shall it ask from a hand that is not stretched out?
Will a dream come which did not dream of me
and bring redemption for a captured soul?
Will the age come that
the age is great, that shed my prayers
Wind, wind over the sky,
Jerusalem fell asleep.
Wind in the desert is humming,
asleep from the Dead Sea,
wind, wind, to Mount Scopus...
All the days of my life went without knowing where,
each chorus is on my tongue - shout of lamentation
don't cry for them and do not go out to the garden,
do not pick them, sister Rachmania.
If only I call you and my call is desperate,
to the sorrow of my days do not hold out your hand,
to the valleys, sister, the stubborn wind,
the valleys, sister, will never give up...
Wind, wind over the sky...
Even on the day when I'll fall asleep forever/never see you again
and in your window autumn will not blow/an orphan autumn settled,
all the forehead's powers of dust-covered,
all sprinklers of the heart flower-covered.
If you will reach suddenly beautiful as your youth
So come out to the bench, to the garden
and say: you called out - I shall come - finally...
then too shall I rise from the dead towards you,
for even in my death I shall continue to love (you)
All my days, sister, will come back from there
all my days, sister, will then get to the shore
Wind, wind over the sky...
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