New Land (Eretz Hadasha)

The rain is already falling and it's winter

Tel Aviv is blocked up, Haifa too

Sit, boy, sit

I'm telling you, sit

And the two of us are traveling dirt roads.

Looking past the windows

We have a land, why another one

Outside it's Monday's sunset

And Arabs are praying, because it's some holiday

A friend from a trip like this in winter

Stares at me

His legs are short, but his head is wise

We are flight, everything is this here, he says to me

You are daddy, you are also a person.

Looking through the windows

Eyes he has, feelings, yes, yes

Strange how the foreign enemy

Seems tohim human and also frightened.

I have a woman, that's your mother

Travel, travel, perhaps we'll arrive by tomorrow

If we don't slow down, we won't see, we won't pay attention to the details

We won't arrive -- to a new land.

Two sheep rise on the crossroads

Don't run over them, we won't run over.

Sit, boy sit,

I'm telling you sit,

The heart is overflowing, that doesn't mean miracles.

Whip out a pocket camera

Think that's paradise precisely

Denies he's cold

And photographs so we'll remember what will be.

I read in the paper of a 100-year-old woman

Who her whole life did good deeds,

Sit, boy, sit,

I'm telling you sit,.

Not all people were born evil.

For a while she's been dead, enough time,

Your father too will die one day,

No, paradise doesn't exist

Perhaps a new land exists.

I have a woman...

Rain is already falling and it's winter

This time everything was purple

Sit, boy, sit, why cuddle up

Something in memory grates.

Looking through the windows

We have eyes to look.

Say, he asks me, will,

Will they let us enter at all?

Friends from a trip like this in winter are already missing

My father slept, old and shut up

With him I walked the path of the eyes I no longer have

Now my son walks with me.

Looking through the windows

We have a land - why another one?

Outside it's Monday's sunset,

Inside I and he are like one man.