YALLA LECH HABAYTA MOTI |
YALLA GO HOME MOTI |
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Tze hachutza tityabesh bashemesh Lo rotza otcha kan badira Kol ma shehaya benenu emesh Hithapech lihyot pit'om nora Ani chashavti shyihye gan eden Ata chashavta shetafasta gal Vetzarich likshor otcha bechevel Acheret ata lo ne'eman bichlal
Hayta lanu ahava ktzara Aval ata hafachta letzara Yalla lech habayta Moti shalom vetoda Ve'al titkasher elai ani lo ona Im tikra li milemata ani ekra lamishtara Az tasig lecha chayim ki ein lecha brera
Ani eshlach et hadvarim shelcha bado'ar Lachavera she'ata timtza bashavu'a haba Milevaes oti ata asita to'ar Kmo faruk she'en lo avoda Et halev natati kmo nitu'ach Ve'ata dachita et ha'ashtala Ve'im shnenu nedaber patu'ach Az lecha ein zchut lomar mila
Hayta... |
Go out and dry out in the sun I don't want you here in the flat All that was between us last night Turned around to be awful suddenly I thought it will be the Garden of Eden You thought you caught a wave And it is needed to tie you with a rope Other wise you will not be faithful at all
We had a short love But you turn out to be trouble Yalla go home Moti good bye and thanks And don't call me I will not answer If you call me from down stairs I will call the police So get your self a life you have no other choice
I will send your belongings in the mail To the girl friend you will find next week You have made a degree in making me upset Like a bludger that doesn't have a job I gave you my heart like in a surgery And you rejected the transplant And if both of us will talk openly You have no right to say a word |
LYRICS | Kobi Oz |
MUSIC | Kobi Oz |
SINGER | Sarit Hadad |
CD | Ashlayot Metukot - Sweet Illusions Track 1 |
Words transliterated and translated by Chana Shuvaly of Melbourne, Australia. |
Spanish translation by Manuel Goldstein of Madrid, Spain |
Hebrew link from George Jacubovitz of Montreal, Canada |
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Spanish Translation |
YALLA VETE A CASA MOTI |
Sal y secate en el sol No te quiero aqui en mi apartamento Todo lo que habia entre nosotros anoche Giro hasta convertirse en algo feo Crei que estaria en el Jardin del Eden Tu creiste que habias agarrado una ola Y es necesario atarte con una cuerda Sino no serás para nada fiel.
Tuvimos un amor corto Pero lo convertiste en problema Yalla vete a casa Moti adios y gracias Y no me llames, no contestaré Si me llamas desde abajo, llamare a la policia Entonces, buscate una vida, no tienes otra opción
Le enviaré tus cosas por correo A la novia que encontrarás la proxima semana Te has sacado el graduado en enojarme Como un que no tiene un trabajo Te dí mi corazón como en un quirofano Y tu rechazaste el transplante Y si alguno de los dos habla abiertamente Tu no tienes derecho a decir nada
Tuvimos un amor corto......
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