Im zer kotzim koev
Ze ma she'at ohevet
Elech el hamidbar
Shem elmad lich'ov
Ve'im shirim ahavt
Rak shektuvim ba'even
Ben hakefim agur
Uvaslaim echtov

Ve'az kshenitkase
Im hacholot bachoshech
Vesefer hadvarim
Bachoshech yikatev
Tagidi li milim yafot
Yafot mibchi va'osher
Hu kanire ahav oti
Ha'ish hazeh

If a bunch of thorns hurts
It is what you love
I will go to the desert
And I will learn how to hurt
If you love songs
The ones that are carved in stone
I will live among the cliffs
And write among the rocks

And when we will be covered
With sand in the dark
And the book of words
Will be written in the dark
Tell me those words
More beautiful than cry and happiness
He probably loved me
That man