Kvish Hachof
Al kvish hachof, roch basyar shotefet tanof
Chever meachor'e medabrim bli sof
Yeah yeah yeah hakol yay tov
Yeah yeah yeah
Al kvish hachof, roch basyar shotefet tanof
Chever meachor'e medabrim bli sof
Yeah yeah yeah hakol yay tov
Yeah yeah yeah hakol zorem tov
Regel al agaz vetsva al aradio
Mechabe taveayot sh'li kmo sigaryot
Achalon sheli patoch az batoch sheharoch
Tesafer laolam ma sheani shar lo
Oh, yeah yeah yeah kama tov
Oh, yeah yeah yeah lo lachshov
Latet lamousika lischof
Et achevera'I oti at asof
Al kvish hachof
Beletachnen at hamaslol ani amelech
Adelek yespik lekol haderech (berech)
Amosika baoto metchanenat shitakvir
Vegam am taytanmich, afachod la yfsik lashir!!
Yesh dor shalem shamechake lishmoa
Shelabalagan kvar yes sof (la yker)
Azov tafkak vebo natchil lisoa
Ten la'abal la'akof
Al kvish hachof
Ksheashkya tsovat, et hashamaym beadom
Okvar negmar hayom
Lo ze od lo hazman lachlom ad shegano ad halom
Ein matsav shena'atsor anachnou lo netyaesh
Ve halayla lo nigmar, ha'Waze ychol lachfor machar
Ein matsav olim al kvish shesh!! (yakar)
Al kvish hachof
Jordi ana'ag toran
Ben el tamid kone shtoyota vyelo
Stat boy, stat boy
Rega rega atsor
Eyfa Stat boy?
On the Edge of the Road
On the edge of the road, the scent of the field is floating gently
A group of riders speak endlessly without end
Yeah yeah yeah everything is going well
Yeah yeah yeah
On the edge of the road, the scent of the field is floating gently
A group of riders speak endlessly without end
Yeah yeah yeah everything is going well
Yeah yeah yeah everything is flowing well
Foot on the gas and finger on the radio
I hide my desires like cigarettes
My window is open, then inside the noise
Tell the world what I haven't told
Oh, yeah yeah yeah how good
Oh, yeah yeah yeah don't think
To give the music to the edge
My last verse you will end
On the edge of the road
You build the rampart, I'm the king
A flag will stop every way (bless)
The music in the car is waiting to be buried
And also a nation, afraid to stop singing!!
There is a generation that waits to hear
Of the mess already at the end (not to recognize)
Leave the package and we'll start to fly
Give the father to stop
On the edge of the road
When the sky darkens, the sea in blood
The day is already over
It's not time to dream until we reach the dream until we reach the dream
There is no situation that we will not overcome
And the night is not over, the Waze can search tomorrow
There is no situation climbing on the sixth road!! (precious)
On the edge of the road
Jordi will enjoy the Torah
Ben always buys a Toyota and not
Stop boy, stop boy
Wait a moment
Where to stop boy?