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zocheret otcha mavir et haesh
I remember you kindling the fire
umenicha aley tapucha
And placing an apple on it
zocheret otcha belayla sagrir(y)
I remember you on a gloomy night
tovea besefer patucha
Sunk into an open book
ze lo hademaot shenaalti bifnim
It's not the tears I locked inside
al soreg uvricha
Behind bars and bolt
zot lo hapetzia hamastira et paney
It's not the wound that hides its face
bechal hakocha
With all its might
zocheret otach baderech layam
I remember you on the way to the sea
nidchaf meotzmat harucha
Pushed by the force of the wind
bone armonot shel bayit katan
Building castles of a small home
al hachol mul hayam hapatucha
On the sand before the open sea
ze lo zikaron metzulam bealbom temunot
It's not a memory photographed in an album of pictures
avi hamanocha
My late father
ze chut shepoem beorkey bedami
It's a thread that pulses in my veins, in my blood
hu nibat bamabat hashalucha
Glancing with a wandering gaze
zot shirat hasharsheret sheola vegoveret
This is the song of the chain rising and swelling
mimey hatehom mitachat laraglayim
From the depths of the abyss beneath the feet
ad omek hashamayim
Up to the heavens' depths