דברי איתי יותר [Dabri Iti Yoter] [English translation]

Talk to me more,

Tell me that you're sick of this fence between us,

Tell me that something's missing,

Tell me stories about how it feels when it passes.

As if you know.

You can get closer,

I'm tired of throwing you love from the other side,

It's me again,

Close enough to wake up with a sorrow of my own.

Too far away to touch.

And again more time passes,

What for have we waited for him to come,

If you're always standing next to him when he arrives?

Say it's over,

Tell him you were with him more on paper,

Another something that passed.

Tell him at nights how the second he fell asleep,

You waited for me to arrive.

Tell me when.

Tell me that all those who were here before me,

Were just a preparation for me.

Say that you keep nothing from me,

Or say something calming.

And again more time passes,

What for have we waited for him to come,

If you're always standing next to him when he arrives?

What for have we waited for him to come,

If you're always standing next to him when he arrives?

It can't be that you have nothing to tell

Talk to me more.

And again more time passes,

What for have we waited for him to come,

If you're always standing next to him when he arrives?

What for have we waited for him to come,

If you're always standing next to him when he arrives?

• Artist:Nathan Goshen