בלי לדעת לאן [Bli Ladaat Lean] [English translation]

I remember the young one on the Vespa

And the one who wandered around naked

The rich one with the Porsche, on the roads of the north

Slipping down the slopes of the dream

Always the homes of others, or a temporary shelter of our own

The men alternate on the couch

As it starts, that’s how it ends

In the end you are once again crying

I grew used to packing your misery

Into a suitcase

To be thrown into the trunk, to continue on in silence

Without knowing where

Without knowing where

You knocked on love like a house

You waited for someone to open it

And all these years I am after you

Wearing the wounds of necessity

Always the homes of others, or a temporary shelter of our own

The men alternate on the couch

As it starts, that’s how it ends

In the end you are once again crying

I grew used to packing your misery

Into a suitcase

To be thrown into the trunk, to continue on in silence

Without knowing where

Without knowing where

You never stopped to look back

Without closure or separation

The heart has just been covered in black salt

And went and hardened like steel

I grew used to packing your misery

Into a suitcase...

• Artist:Ran Danker
• Album:משהו אחר