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Shaot Ben Aarbaim

Hours Between the Cities

by Shlomo Artzi

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yesh shaot lemashal beyn arbayim
There are hours, for instance, between the evenings
yesh regaim lemashal hatovim
There are moments, for instance, the good ones
yesh beney zonot politikaim veganavim
There are sons of whores, politicians and thieves
yesh mekomot lemashal sheshachachti
There are places, for instance, that I forgot
lamrot shehayiti bahem
Even though I was there
yesh havtachot lemashal shehivtachti velo akayem
There are promises, for instance, that I promised and will not keep
ma lachashov lemashal beyn haarviyim
What to think, for instance, between the evenings
ma lashir lach ahuvati
What to sing to you my love
lokecha ta'gitara umnagen lecha
I take the guitar and play for you
derech hayadayim a a at at nishamti
Through my hands ah ah you you my soul
yesh shaot lemashal beyn arbayim
There are hours, for instance, between the evenings
yesh bikrim shehearta oti binshikot
There are mornings you woke me with kisses
yesh zikaron echad mitoch eyze kayitz dey rachok
There is one memory from some summer quite far away
eych ratzti paam beyn arbayim
How I once ran between the evenings
acharayich kemo pirchachim
After you like wild kids
tov ahava rishona bachayim, lo shochchim.
Well a first love in life, you never forget.
yesh shaot yesh shaot
There are hours, there are hours
yesh shaot lemashal beyn arbayim
There are hours, for instance, between the evenings
yesh samim shenotnim lahamonim
There are drugs they give to the masses
yesh mekomot lemashal kemo bayit shechozrim.
There are places, for instance, like a home you return to.
yesh mekomot bahem hayinu shenatayim
There are places where we spent two years
yesh mekomot shenisharnu dakot
There are places we stayed for minutes
yesh chalomot shechalamti alayich velo ezkor.
There are dreams I dreamed of you and will not remember.
ma lachashov achshav beyn haarviyim
What to think now between the evenings
ma lashir lach ahuvati
What to sing to you my love
lokecha ta'gitara umnagen lecha
I take the guitar and play for you
derech hayadayim a a at at nishamti
Through my hands ah ah you you my soul
a a at at nishamti
Ah ah you you my soul
a a at at nishamti
Ah ah you you my soul
et nishmati
You are my soul
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