Derech Hashalom
Tel Aviv lifnei chatzot
Haruach lo rotza linshov
Vehalachut lo marpa oti choneket
Beveit kafe bein hashchunot
Od lo kibu et haorot
Al kise yashan levada yoshevet
Ani lo batuach ma lomar
Im kedai bichlal lageshet
Laseget
Veruach ba'a min hayam
Hi mashlicha mabat katan
Oti hi mazmina lashevet
Hi mazmina hafuch lishneinu
Verak mitlonenet al hachom
Eize chom ulai nazuz shoelet
Gara bedira schura mamash
Karov lederech hashalom
Nazmin cheshbon
Halaila lo holchim lishon
BeTel Aviv achrei chatzot
Olim becheder madregot
Motzia maftechot potachat delet
Shulchan katan shtei kursaot
Shoelet ma tirtze lishtot
Ani margish mamash kmo dmut miseret
Shtei kosot al hashulchan
Vehi mozeget umozeget
Oti gomeret
Potachat od yain lavan
Zoreket li chiuch katan
Leat lalev sheli nichneset
Hi mazmina hafuch lishneinu
Verak mitlonenet al hachom
Eize chom ulai nazuz shoelet
Gara bedira schura mamash
Karov lederech hashalom
Nazmin cheshbon
Bein kol ma shekore beinenu
Madlika mazgan biglal hachom
Eize chom
Ulai nelech lacheder
Im ata rotze ata yachol
Lehishaer po gam lishon
Eize lishon
Halaila lo osim cheshbon
Towards Peace
Tel Aviv before midnight
The wind doesn't want to rest
And the loneliness chokes me
In a cafe between the neighborhoods
They haven't turned off the lights yet
On an old chair alone I sit
I'm not sure what to say
If it's worth at all to call
To tell
And the wind comes from the sea
It throws a small glance
She invites me to sit
She invites us both to turn around
And only complains to the wall
What a wall, maybe it's shaking
A bell rings in a really closed room
Close to the way to peace
Calculating
Tonight we're not going to sleep
In Tel Aviv after midnight
Climbing up the stairs
Finding keys opening doors
A small table, two chairs
She asks what I want to drink
I really feel like a picture of a painting
Two glasses on the table
And she pours and pours
She finishes me
A white wine is poured
She whispers a small whisper
Slowly enters my heart
She invites us both to turn around
And only complains to the wall
What a wall, maybe it's shaking
A bell rings in a really closed room
Close to the way to peace
Calculating
Between all that is happening between us
A fan is spinning because of the heat
What a heat
Maybe we'll go to the room
If you want, you can
Stay here also to sleep
What a sleep
Tonight we're not calculating