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Hasakin, Harove Veha'even

The Knife, the Rifle, and the Stone

by Shlomo Artzi

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hasakin, harove vehaeven,
"The knife, the rifle and the stone,
hem kelaley hamilchama", amarta.
Those are the rules of war", you said.
"haahava, haim hi koevet
"Love, does it hurt
ma kelaley haahava?" shaalta.
What are the rules of love?" you asked.
haya kayitz, amadnu sham leyad hayam,
It was summer, we stood there by the sea,
vehashemesh bechachol tova.
And the sun sank into blue.
al kol ma sheshaalta oti,
For everything you asked me,
lo chazarti elayich bitshuva.
I gave you no answer.
"ulay nelech lishon achshav,
"Maybe we'll go to sleep now,
ulay machar yaavor hazaam,
Maybe tomorrow the anger will pass,
ulay shemey hayam hatichon", amarta,
Maybe the skies of the Mediterranean", you said,
"yahafchu lashamayim shel paam
"Will become the skies of old
veata shuv tohav oti,
And you'll love me again,
veata shuv tohav oti."
And you'll love me again."
piririm, lo aniti lecha...
Chilled, I didn't answer you...
keshechazarnu rainu arnevet,
When we came back we saw a rabbit,
"eyzo ir meshuna", amarta.
"What a strange city", you said.
az gazarnu sear, at ohevet
Then we cut hair, you love
leheraot kemo yalda ketana.
To look like a little girl.
kesheshachavnu shamanu rakevet,
When we lay down we heard a train,
"london ir rechoka", amarta.
"London is a distant city", you said.
al kol ma sheshaalta oti,
For everything you asked me,
lo chazarti elayich bitshuva.
I gave you no answer.
"ulay nelech lishon achshav,
"Maybe we'll go to sleep now,
ulay machar yaavor hazaam,
Maybe tomorrow the anger will pass,
ulay shemey hayam hatichon", amarta,
Maybe the skies of the Mediterranean", you said,
"yahafchu lashamayim shel paam
"Will become the skies of old
veata shuv tohav oti,
And you'll love me again,
veata shuv tohav oti."
And you'll love me again."
piririm, lo aniti lecha...
Chilled, I didn't answer you...
"ulay nelech lishon achshav..."
"Maybe we'll go to sleep now..."
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