YIHYEH TOV
Ani mabit mehachalon
vezeh oseh li dei atzuv,
ha'aviv chalaf avar lo
mi yode'a im yashuv
haleitzan hayah lemelech
hanavi nihyah leitzan
veshachachti et haderech
aval ani od kan
Veyihyeh tov
yihyeh tov, ken
lif'amim ani nishbar
az halailah
ho halailah
itach ani nish'ar
Yeladim lov'shim k'nafaim
ve'afim el hatzava
ve'acharei sh'nataim
hem chozrim lelo t'shuvah
anashim chayim bemetach
mechapsim sibah lin'shom
uvein sin'ah leretzach
medabrim al hashalom
Veyihyeh tov...
(Ken) sham lemalah bashamaim
ananim lom'dim la'uf
va'ani mabit lemalah
vero'eh matos chatuf
memshalah shel generalim
mechaleket et hanof
leshelahem veleshelanu
ve'lo ro'im/matai nir'eh et hasof
Od nil'mad lichyot beyachad
bein churshot atzei zeitim
yeladim yich'yu bli pachad
bli g'vulot, bli mik'latim
al kvarim yifrach ha'esev
leshalom ve'ahava
me'ah shanim shel cherev
ve'od lo avdah hatikvah
Veyihyeh tov...
Ani mabit mehachalon
ulai yagi'a/ulai magi'a, ken magi'a,
yom chadash
Hineh ba nasi mitzraim
eich samachti likrato
pyramidot ba'einaim
veshalom bemik'tarto
ve'amarnu bo nash'limah
venichyeh k'mo achim
ve'az hu amar kadimah,
rak tetz'u mehash'tachim.
It will be good
I look from the window
and this makes me sad,
the spring has passed, it didn't return
who knows if it will come back
the jester became a king
the prophet became a jester
and I forgot the way
but I'm still here
And it will be good
it will be good, yes
sometimes I'm broken
then the night
oh the night
I stay with you
Children are flying like birds
and flying to the army
and after two years
they return without repentance
people live in comfort
looking for a reason to breathe
between hatred and murder
speaking about peace
And it will be good...
(Yes) there above in the sky
clouds are learning to fly
and I look up
and see a stolen stick
a government of generals
dividing the landscape
for them and for us
and we don't see/when will we see the end
We will still learn to live together
among the olive trees
children will live without fear
without borders, without shelters
the grass will grow on graves
for peace and love
a hundred years of sword
and hope is not lost yet
And it will be good...
I look from the window
maybe I'll reach, maybe I'll reach, yes I'll reach,
a new day
Here comes the Egyptian president
how happy I was to meet him
pyramids in his eyes
and peace in his pocket
and we said to him in peace
we will live like brothers
and then he said in advance,
just get out of the bow