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yeshena barucha shel haboker
Sleeping in the morning breeze
hargasha shel choser mishkal
a feeling of weightlessness
kesheata ozev besheket
as you quietly leave
et hatzerif hamechuse batel
the dew-covered shack
uvechatzer yeshno tzinor
and in the yard a pipe
shehamayim od nozlim lo min hachor
whose water still trickles out through a hole
veyesh yam yoter lemata
and there is a sea further below
lahem yihye tamid, tamid lean lachdor
for which there will always, always be somewhere to seep through
shuv lo yashant kol halayla
Again you didn't sleep all night
ata kore leze chagiga
you call it a celebration
aval merega shegamarta
but from the moment you finished
ata shuv muke deaga
you are again stricken with worry
ata chozer el keavich
you return to your pains
ata od menase lishmor
you still try to keep
shelo yikre becha shinuy
that no change should happen in you
sheyihye lecha tamid lean lachazor
that you'll always have somewhere to return to