וואי [Wai] [English translation]

Oh my how long has it been since i held my guitar

how much time since i heard you sing

and the troubles are worn on me as if i am Zara1

Everyone is always for themselves when the crap starts

And I want that we should talk because this way is impossible

the knives of loneliness are held to my throat

today it is allowed, everything is allowed, today it is allowed

And sometimes i just want to go far away

so that at night you will hear me shout

the longing that is knocking and is breaking down the doors

open your heart to me for a few minutes

it is a somewhat difficult for me to be who you want

i tried and tried and it does not go

simply goes not work

simply goes not work

Oh my how the time splits me into grams

I come and go and then call and you do not answer me

and the rumors are running rampant like you lately

that you won the contest and you celebrate the solitude

in the club bathroom.

And I want that we should talk, the night is cold

we were erased easily like words on the paper

the heart breaks like porcelain that fell on the parquet2

you got my heart new with the ticket

and i am dying that we should talk, we should talk, we should talk...

1. Israeli clothing chain2. floor

• Artist:Omer Adam
• Album:OMER