אמריקה [America] [English translation]

They've already told me a lot about America

in an old dream shop.

There money buys you a house,

maybe a dog,

in the end a family.

So I pack and fly until America.

Let go of truth, at least a comfort

there happiness flows with the water,

moves the dollar, seduces you*

And each time I get comfortable

you always lead me to the edge.

I close my eyes,

I waited for you two thousand years,

for America of light,

for America of gold**

I sail in a taxi in a America,

on the radio a seductive girl sings.

She'll make eyes at us,

tomorrow we'll make her a protest symbol.

And I am in between the towers of America,

She*** reminds me a bit of an old story

about people who climbed up until the sky.

Today they are fighting over a piece of land.

And each time I get comfortable

you always lead me to the edge.

I close my eyes,

I waited for you two thousand years,

for America of light,

for America of gold.**

Each time I get comfortable-

You're not true love but you are a stormy night.

I close my eyes,

I waited for you two thousand years,

for America of light,

for America of gold.**

• Artist:Idan Amedi