הריקוד המוזר של הלב [HaRikud HaMuzar Shel Halev] [English translation]

She writes me short lines,

I respond in scrolls.

Her gestures are reserved,

And mine are extravagant.

She invites me to breakfast,

I invite her to housewarming.

She'll never be mine,

Perhaps she'll stay by my side for a while,

And even this isn't certain.

How sweet and bitter is the pain,

Only for it I allow myself to fall in love,

With gleaming eyes and hungry smile

I dance the strange dance of the heart.

All day long I walk and recall

How cold we were on Paris streets,

We were embracing for long sweet moments,

I woke up and again it is gone.

(But)

Today I go out,

Today I take action,

Someone threw me a lifebuoy

And said that love is an infectious thing.

She writes me short lines,

I respond in scrolls.

Her gestures are reserved,

And mine are extravagant.

She invites me to be cautious,

I invite her to stay.

She comes on time

And for a moment everything's possible.

How sweet and bitter is the pain...