SHIR HABOK'RIM

Arava arava ein ketz,
Ein ha’bokrim tara.
Lo ar’ar lo dardar lo eitz
Ru’ach shav ha’midbara

Zemer ha’bokrim ya’ale v’yifrach
Al merchavim nisa’im ad ein gemer,
V’tishka ha’chama v’trizrach,
U’mosif v’koleh ha’zemer

Arava arava admon
Shnot alafim tamu
Ha’boker al gav sus kadmon
Badrachim shenashamu

SONG OF THE COWBOYS

Arava, Arava without end
The eye of the cowboy is searching,
No lone bush, no thorn, no tree,
Wind comes back to the desert.

The song of the cowboys goes up and blossoms,
Through spaces which stretch to infinity.
The sun will set and rise,
The song continues and flows...

Arava, arava, rust-colored,
Thousands of years ended,
A cowboy on an old horse,
In the devastated roads.