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becheyfa banamel balayla
In Haifa at the port at night
kemo rucha shemeshotetet hola
Like a wind that drifts away
avad beyn hagalim balayla
Lost among the waves at night
eyn ish sheyodea ana
No one knows where
hu nitraf kemo sefina mitnapetzet
He was devoured like a ship shattering
al sela
On a rock
mehametzulot hine hu kore lah
From the depths, he calls to her
kulam omrim zot shomaat kolot
Everyone says she hears voices
ze lo yachol lihyot lo yachol
That cannot be, it cannot
lihyot
Be
yamim rabim hi lo nirdemet
For many days she cannot sleep
shaot leyad hadelet shanim shehi lo
Hours by the door, years she has not
medaberet
Spoken
hi chaya kemo beseret
She lives as if in a film
hachi semecha keshehi rokedet
Happiest when she is dancing
kach gam hi nimshechet hola
And so she too is drawn away
radyo menagen babayit mangina shotefet
The radio plays a melody washing
et panayv bishtey yadayim hine hi
His face in both her hands, she
melatefet
Caresses it
hachi semecha keshehi cholemet kacha
Happiest when she dreams this way
behakitz beyntayim
Waking meanwhile
birchov hayamaim shel cheyfa
On the Sailors' Street in Haifa
ahava mid leyad ach ze lo day lah
Love passing hand to hand, but not enough for her
ovda beyn hagalim balayla
Lost among the waves at night
eyn ish sheyodea ana
No one knows where
el hayam el sefina mitnapetzet al
To the sea, to a ship shattering on
sela
A rock
hu kore lah kacha ze nidme lah
He calls to her, so it seems to her
kulam omrim hi shuv shomaat
Everyone says she hears
kolot
Voices again
aval ze lo yachol lihyot ze lo
But it cannot be, it cannot
yachol lihyot
Be