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Le'an Le'an Le'an

Where, Where, Where

by Shlomo Artzi

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veshoel ma at osa, vehem omrim shehem lo yodim,
And asking what are you doing, and they say they don't know,
umchapes terutz ledaber alayich,
And looking for an excuse to talk about you,
veechad matzia sheesa, beikvot hayeduim,
And one suggests I drive, following those who are known,
velokecha ta'mkonit venosea acharayich.
And I take the car and drive after you.
bakenisa lakevish hamahir, shesollim kol hachayim,
At the entrance to the highway, that is paved all through life,
hamechonit hi bayit baolam shel koka kola,
The car is home in a world of Coca-Cola,
kone lecha mamtakim sheahavta limtzotz, ki ze taim,
I buy you candies you loved to suck, because it's sweet,
bishvil kos kafe itecha, hayiti sam gam elef dolar.
For a cup of coffee with you, I would pay even a thousand dollars.
ani nosea, lo yodea,
I'm driving, I don't know,
lean, lean, lean,
Where, where, where,
at hayit bishvili hakol,
You used to be everything to me,
veze lo haya mizeman.
And it wasn't long ago.
veshomea et kolcha kemo az, beyn hadelet vehachutz,
And I hear your voice as then, between the door and outside,
tzoeket "elohim, rachem aley, sim li ketzat yod",
Crying out "God, have mercy on me, put a little iodine on me",
chatzi chayim ovru, veeyfo hem, mechashev bizhirut,
Half a life has passed, and where is it, I calculate carefully,
kama od nishar labenadam lichyot.
How much more does a person have left to live.
al derech afar sefugat geshamim, ole kedey lekatzer et hamaslul,
On a dirt road soaked in rain, I go up to shorten the route,
hamechonit hi lifamim kemo gondola.
The car is sometimes like a gondola.
choshev al kol hameyoashim, shehitahavu vehitchatenu,
I think of all the despairing ones, who fell in love and got married,
bishvil kos kafe itecha hayiti sam gam elef dolar.
For a cup of coffee with you I would pay even a thousand dollars.
ani nosea, lo yodea,
I'm driving, I don't know,
lean, lean, lean,
Where, where, where,
paam hayita bishvili hakol,
Once you were everything to me,
veze lo haya mizeman.
And it wasn't long ago.
veshoel im rau otcha, af echad kevar lo raa,
And asking if they saw you, nobody has seen anymore,
umchapes terutz ledaber alayich.
And looking for an excuse to talk about you.
matach yeriot shel metoraf echad al rosh hamemshala,
A burst of bullets by one madman at the prime minister,
ani boche alayv kesheani boche alayich.
I cry for him when I cry for you.
mikol hechara baolam, tiri eych ani nire,
Of all the crap in the world, look how I appear,
holech im keev batzad merov ahava shelo overet,
Walking with a pain in my side from too much love that doesn't pass,
ulat leat nirdam bamechonit, ki lifamim hi gam mita,
And slowly falling asleep in the car, because sometimes it is also a bed,
vecholem al kos kafe itach, al ma at cholemet?
And dreaming of a cup of coffee with you, what are you dreaming of?
ani nosea, lo yodea,
I'm driving, I don't know,
lean, lean, lean,
Where, where, where,
at hayit bishvili hakol,
You used to be everything to me,
veze lo haya mizeman.
And it wasn't long ago.
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