AHAVAT HACHAYALIM
Song Title: Shir Ahava Chayali
Kan bamakom sha'ot darachnu,
Ach ba hazman lehistalek.
Az nifradim mimech anachnu,
Mi lechayayich afarsek.
Ulevaveinu mitrasek.
Hachayalim, holchim, holchim baderech,
Smol yemin - ovrim ba'ir.
Hachayalim, zorkim, zorkim lach perach,
Umul beiteich portzim beshir!
Ahavatenu esh bo'eret,
Ahavatenu adira.
Ve'im gam nemazmez acheret,
Ze lo nora, ze lo nora.
Nachshov alayich, yakira.
Hachayalim
Eit beleilot g'nuvim nachabok et
Hachatichot vene'enach,
Harei ba'aruchat haboker,
Eit matzigot hen pnei mal'ach -
Nizkor et hasalat shelach ...
Hachayalim ...
Uch'shesholchim anu yadayim
El achorayim chavivim,
Al tid'agi uveinatayim,
Lama panayich atzuvim?
Hitnachami bamichtavim ...
Hachayalim ...
Kach nishmateinu kan nikra'at,
Lechol, lechol hakivunim.
Ach besikum harei ro'a at,
Kama anachnu ne'emanim.
Vezeh nimshach kvar shtei shanim ...
Hachayalim
Al techaki lanu babayit,
Kan lo yod'im matai chozrim;
Aval lavetach ad hakayitz
(Et zot nomar lach kigvarim:),
At yechola im acherim ...
Hachayalim ...
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THE SOLDIERS' LOVE
Song Title: A Soldier's Love Song
We've been marching in place for hours,
But it's time to be going.
So we are parting from you,
From your peachy cheeks.
And our heart is shattering.
The soldiers are going, on the road,
Left, right - passing through the city.
The soldiers throw you a flower
And by your house, burst out in song.
Our love is a flaming fire,
Our love is grand.
And even if we flirt with another,
It's not so terrible.
We'll be thinking about you, darling.
The soldiers ...
When, on stolen nights,
We'll embrace the pretty girls and sigh,
Realize that at breakfast time
As they present an angelic face -
We'll remember the salad you make ...
The soldiers
And when we put our hands on
An agreeable behind,
Don't worry about it, and in the meantime -
Why is your face so sad?
Be consoled with letters ...
The soldiers
That's how our soul is torn,
Pulled in all directions.
But in the end you'll surely see,
How faithful we are.
And it's gone on two years already ...
The soldiers
Don't wait for us at home,
Here no one knows when we'll return;
But certainly until the summertime
(We say this to you as men:)
You can be with others ...
The soldiers ..
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