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Met Lehagid Lach

Dying to Tell You

by Shlomo Artzi

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halevay yatza li kan shir ahava mushlam,
I wish I could write a perfect love song here,
sheat tikechi lechal makom itach.
That you'd take with you everywhere.
halevay shelo tedi devarim raim, shelo yihye lach yom atzuv,
I wish you'd never know bad things, that you'd never have a sad day,
shetitrageshi vetirgeshi kemo sheat.
That you'd be moved and move others just as you are.
uchshetigli leyad hadelet zer perachim meish atzuv,
And when you find a bouquet of flowers at the door from a sad man,
tedi bediuk mi oto shalach.
You'll know exactly who sent it.
mi shelo mevin devarim kaele, lo mevin kevar ahava,
He who doesn't understand such things no longer understands love,
nachashi mi yihye baalech umi tihye ishti.
Guess who will be your husband and who will be my wife.
chabek oti chazak mevakeshet beyn yeush udaga,
Hold me tight, she pleads between despair and worry,
uvamechonit betoch hapekak hachi iti.
And in the car stuck in traffic, most with me.
met lehagid lach, met lehagid lach,
Dying to tell you, dying to tell you,
met laasot itech oto davar,
Dying to do that thing with you,
od yesh tikva ketana baosher shekafa,
There's still a small hope in frozen happiness,
bacheder hamustar, achshav hakol mutar.
In the hidden room, now everything is allowed.
al peney nahar zorem boi nidchof - beyom rishon sira,
On a flowing river let's push off -- a boat on Sunday,
hazeman katzar kemo shetey sigaryot,
Time is short like two cigarettes,
haim ata od ohev oti shoelet acharey ma shekara?
Do you still love me, you ask after what happened?
met lehagid lach, met lehagid lach...
Dying to tell you, dying to tell you...
kemo shetey bubot chatan kala, nistovev al hauga,
Like two bride and groom figurines, we'll spin on the cake,
ani veat mul haolam hameshuga,
You and I against the crazy world,
veze nikra etzli chayeynu, beyn simcha lidaga,
And this is what I call our life, between joy and worry,
veat locheshet ahuvi hakol nifla.
And you whisper, my love, everything is wonderful.
met lehagid lach, met lehagid lach...
Dying to tell you, dying to tell you...
halevay yatza li kan shir ahava mushlam,
I wish I could write a perfect love song here,
sheat tikechi lechal makom itach.
That you'd take with you everywhere.
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