תרגיל בהתעוררות [Targil BeHit'orerut] [English translation]

Where have you gone to, my love?

-I am right next to you

Where is the mother, my mother?

-You are (a log time) by yourself.

What of the sun, the nice, and the soft?

-Sunk as it raises.

Therefore tell me, tell me therefore.

-Everything was told and saved; filled, and reported.

I hear cavalry again

-You hear nothing

And bitter smell comes from the noises

-And it will only grow stronger

Why am I cold, so cold?

-It's not very complicated

You are familiar, but yet so far

-You are next to yourself,

-I am right next to you

If it's only a drill

It's indeed a good one.

The sky is colored Vanilla(white),

The horizon is smoked in ash.

Everything come back redder,

From trenches and in the turret.

Tell me, are we winning?

-When it all occurs?

The time you wrote songs.

-And what about them, speaking?

Left for those how remember.

Ergo, nothing happened?

Ergo, everything's well

-You were always easy to compromise.

-You are breaking my hurt, I'm right next to you.

If it's only a drill, It's indeed a good one.

The sky is colored Vanilla(white),

The horizon is smoked in ash.

Everything come back redder, in the Stretcher and in flowers

Tell me, are we...? Tell me.

Along the bank, old* fox howled

**naked-boots commanders fell down to prey

the silent wind pounded

A girl escaped the mosque

-The darkness gathered and did not scattered

• Artist:Shlomi Shaban