TIO ALBERTO
Ulai hu bur
o tzo'ani
o melech shelifnei harbeh shanim
ibed ta'rosh beyachad im haketer
mitnadned me'al kol ra vetov
vehaketzev shel hawals ito
smola yamina uvli lishmor al seder.
Tio Alberto, Tio Alberto...
Ta'am velagam mikol yayin
vehu noded adain
bein hahavtachot lasheker
hu potzeach lo bezemer
umaflig bayam el ha'olam
im chiyuch lechol adam, Tio Alberto.
Tio Alberto, Tio Alberto...
Noten kol mah shehu yachol
beito patu'ach be'emet lakol
umi she'ba yotze misham save'a
lamrot shehu kibel reshmit
medaliat halegion hatzarfatit
hu lo oseh mizeh inyan, Tio Alberto.
Tio Alberto, Tio Alberto...
Atah mitragesh od kmo yeled
ma'seh o mechonit meshuchlelet
mivivaldi umeflamenco
shoshanah bedash habeged
metoraf umeshorer bachesed
machur la'ahavah, Tio Alberto.
Tio Alberto, Tio Alberto...
Hu mitorer bastav barah bemul
bawals letoch haboker hakachol
roked itcha veha'aviv chozer lo
narim et kos hane'urim
lechayey acharon ha'abirim
melech dimyon shel shikorim.
Tio Alberto, Tio Alberto...
Kol hakavod lecha terach
katafta yaldonet perach
yaldah bat esrim ve'atem mistadrim
hi mashkicha lecha esrim nashim
ve'al tishkach, ata kvar ben shishim
tza'ir michol hatze'irim.
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UNCLE ALBERT
Maybe he's ignorant
or a gypsy
or a king many years ago
who lost his head along with the crown
he swings over all bad and good
the rhythm of the Waltz is with him
left, right, without keeping the order.
Uncle Alberto, Uncle Alberto...
Tasted and swallowed each kind of wine
and he still wanders
between promises to the lie
he opens his mouth in song
and sails at sea to the world
with a smile to every person, Uncle Alberto.
Uncle Alberto, Uncle Alberto...
Gives all that he can
his house is indeed open to all
and whoever comes leaves satisfied
despite officially receiving
medal of the French legion
he makes no big deal of it, Uncle Alberto.
Uncle Alberto, Uncle Alberto...
You still get excited like a kid
trip or an improved car
from Vivaldi and from Flamenco
a rose in the flap of the clothes
a madman and poet in charity
sold to love, Uncle Alberto.
Uncle Alberto, Uncle Alberto...
He wakes up in pure autumn, opposite
a Waltz into the blue morning
he dances with you and the spring returns
let's raise the cup of youth
to the life of the last of knights
king of drunkkard's imagination.
Uncle Alberto, Uncle Alberto...
'All the respect' to you Terach
you picked a maiden flower
a twenty year old girl and you manage
she banishes twenty women from your mind
and don't forget, you're already sixty
the youngest of all the young.
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| LYRICS |
| hebrew: Yehonatan Geffen orig. Joan Manuel Serat |
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| MUSIC |
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| SINGER |
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| CD |
| La Mujer Que Yo Quiero Track 5 |
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| DANCE CHOREOGRAPHER |
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