The Song Remains – דאָס ליד איז געבליבן

Tag: youth

  • A morning

    Morning hangs on the windows, blue / and fragrant with lilac and jasmine. / My lips tremble and pay quiet tribute to / everything that is young and green.

  • Visiting my Mama

    – For so long have my eyes been seeking, / awaiting some letter of yours, my son – / in the nights my heart was wakeful / and quaking like a leaf in the wind.

  • Resting in my City

    Cover up the headlight – as you would a mirror. / Strangle its far-reaching sunny flash. / This is my city, it smiles amicably / and doesn’t notice it’s a stone cemetery.

  • The Beautiful Zlatke

    By the clear waters / stands a crooked cottage / there in that little place / is lovely Zlatke’s home

  • Every Day

    Every day, every plain day / my blood shivers in my body / every day, every ordinary day / my blood responds to a call

  • At the Door

    When the day is hot / thirst becomes oppressive / I’ve been sent out for drinks / or to the local bar