שיר אהבה בדואי [Shir ahava bedoui] [English translation]

He used to play his flute to the desert sands

Caressing her soft body in a devouring storm

"Stop being like the sands, be more like the rocks"

Then he promised not to wander off alone

When the desert winds blew he held tight to the tent

Blocking his ears not to hear or breathe this sound

Wanderer, the desert said, "you're spent in a narrow tent".

And the sheep that cried in the valley were never found

Ho ho ho ho ho, a voice is calling me to get on the road

Ho ho ho ho ho, a voice is calling me to get on the road

And when the floods arrived he forgot his promise

He reached out his arms to touch the sound

Dancing madly among the reeds he was swept away

And the rocks spread their arms and left the ground

When he returned on his horse to strengthen the tent

She weaved colored threads into words on the wall

"Welcome betrayer, hold tight to the tent,

I have also been taken by the desert call".