Hachayim Shelanu Tutim

Our Lives Are Strawberries

Hachayim Shelanu Tutim

We have no right at all to complainein lanu zchut bichlal lehitlonen
Everything is a messhakol tfu chamsa
And blessed be Goduvaruch hashem ki
Our lives are strawberrieshachayim shelanu tutim

Hours of tor in the villagesha’ot shel tor bado’ar
Hard to finish here, it's a messkasheh ligmor po to’ar
And the situation is a messvehamatzav bano’ar
Hard to sing like goldkashah lashir kmo zohar

To wake up in the morninglehit’orer baboker
To enter cleanlyllehikanes lekosher
The candle is lit againhadelek shuv beyoker
And the food? It's in the pantryvehamoza? hi be’otzer

Slaughter in every neighborhoodshchitut bechol shvu’ayim
An accident every daypigu’a kol yomoayim
The crane in the skyha’arnona bashamayim
And the tension in Jerusalemvehatest beyerushalayim

When the homeowner carriesksheba’al habayit noshe
And also the bus driver is difficultvegam haboss nuksheh
Then I turned to the teacheraz hafachti lemorsheh
Not everything is Ferrero Rocherlo hakol ferrero rocher

But we have no right at all to complainaval ein lanu zchut bichlal lehitlonen
Everything is a messhakol tfu chamsa
And blessed be Goduvaruch hashem ki
Our lives are strawberrieshachayim shelanu tutim

The child wakes up at nighthayeled kam balayla
And the woman is not enoughveha’isha lo dai la
She buys everything she haskona kol ma sheba la
Hard to burn upkashah lish’of lema’ala
Hard to close a monthkashah lisgor t’chodesh
Hard to stick to holinesskashahlidvok bakodesh
Complete lives without rootschayim shlemim bli shoresh
Only dry and some moistein arak veyesh yovesh

The ladder is slipperyhasolela ozelet
And the floor is slipperyvehatikra nozelet
The country is slippinghamedina gozelet
And the government? Slippingvehamemshala? pozelet
Pouring plus sixtyshotef plus shishim
The one standing in the squaresha’omes bakvishim
Hard with the deadkasha im hamisim
And we are all foolishvechulanu adishim

We have no right at all to complainein lanu zchut bichlal lehitlonen
Everything is a messhakol tfu chamsa
And blessed be Goduvaruch hashem ki
Our lives are strawberrieshachayim shelanu tutim

We opened a good door heretov patachnu po jora
We reached enoughkitarnu maspik
We grabbed goodkafinu tova
But now let's go back, to the baseachshav nachzor achora, el habasis
Time to say thank youzman lomar toda
Thank you for the windtoda al haru’ach
I have no time to restshe’en li zman lanu’ach
Thank you for the Sabbathtada al hashabbat
For two sons and a daughteral shney banim uvat
Thank you for all the beautytoda al kol hayofi
For the privilege of seeing the Messiahal hazchut lir’ot et messi
For the repair, for the authorityal hatikun al hamahut
Thank you for childhoodtoda al hayaldut
Thank you for everything you createdtoda al kol ma shebara’ata

We have no right at all to complainein lanu zchut bichlal lehitlonen
Everything is a messhakol tfu chamsa
And blessed be Goduvaruch hashem ki
Our lives are strawberrieshachayim shelanu tutim