MACHMAD LEVAVI

Hitkala tzipor kolah
et hashemesh dom olah
perach chen yechala bosmo
et aviv kosem kismo

Ken yechala machmad levavi
aragato beron koli
bein arbaim, petach ohali.

Hayivrach hagai maher,
mehayam yachamok nahar?
Ha'ein ach halayil leyom
sahar leil lechalom?

Ken yechala...

MY SWEETHEART

A bird imprisoned its voice
when the scorching sun rose
a beautiful flower will confine its scent
as the spring casts its magical spell

Yes, my sweetheart is confined
inspired by my voice's joy
between twilights, at the opening of my tent.

Shall the valley run away fast,
Shall the river slip away from the sea?
Is night to day not a brother
as the moon to a dream?

Yes...