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Moon

by Shlomo Artzi

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vezichroni harishon im yofyech eyno mate oti,
And my first memory, if your beauty is not deceiving me,
mashlich gitara veavi aley tzorecha,
Throwing down a guitar and my father screaming at me,
veimi omeret "ze hachote sheli",
And my mother saying "This is my sinner,"
velokachat oti letiul menachem mul yarecha.
And taking me for a comforting walk under the moon.
vezichroni hasheni, im eynayich eynan matot oti,
And my second memory, if your eyes are not deceiving me,
ozev et habayit el sikuney hazeman,
Leaving home toward the risks of time,
kesheshaalti otach "haim tihyi li leolamim?"
When I asked you "Will you be mine forever?"
anita: "tabit layarecha sham yesh kevar adam".
You answered: "Look at the moon, there's already a man there".
veacharey shana sacharnu cheder mul yarecha,
And after a year we rented a room facing the moon,
matchil lenagen babar koder birchov hamasger.
Beginning to play in a gloomy bar on Masger Street.
vehem tzorchu "toridu ta'nmoch im hatuksido".
And they shouted "Turn it down, all of you with the tuxedo".
verak echad amar: "yeled yeled, od torid et hayarecha bishvilam".
And only one said: "Kid, kid, you'll yet bring down the moon for them".
hoyta tekufa kazo shehaosher ba bezaam,
There was such a time when happiness came in anger,
tzachaknu mehakol, sarafnu et ma sheba leyad,
We laughed at everything, burned whatever came to hand,
lo nishar lanu ela lechabek et hatzaar,
All that remained was to embrace the sorrow,
lehagid "etmol haya tov veyihye gam machar".
To say "Yesterday was good and tomorrow will be too".
etmol haya tov, etmol haya tov,
Yesterday was good, yesterday was good,
etmol haya tov, veyihye gam machar.
Yesterday was good, and tomorrow will be too.
kashe li lehitrakez, ki yofyech od mehamem oti,
I find it hard to concentrate, because your beauty still stuns me,
kashe lehagid chaval o lomar ulay.
Hard to say what a shame or to say perhaps.
bimkom ze ani roked vetzoek layarecha: "red".
Instead I dance and shout to the moon: "Come down".
umaashim et haolam bichevey.
And blame the world for my pain.
lifamim ani shochecha, eych hitchalti mul yarecha,
Sometimes I forget, how I started under the moon,
kesheata shochecha ken, ken, ata misken
When you forget, yes, yes, you are pitiful
yesh geshem bashamayim eyn yarecha beyntayim,
There is rain in the sky, no moon for now,
uchsheyatza nelech beyachad ad sheneelam.
And when it comes out we'll walk together until it disappears.
hoyta tekufa kazo...
There was such a time...
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