זמנים מוזרים [Zmanim Muzarim] [English translation]

Strange times

Clouds (reflections) broken between walls

Looking grey

Two hands aren't talking with each other

(Aaaaaaaaaa..)

Coffee experience -

Debris scattered to the horizon

It whispers to the wall

"I'll pick it up later"

(Aaaaaaaaaa..)

A fire inside of me, got me different views

Of fragrant green

Of quicksand.

Strange times

Empty eyes stare into the mirror

Whispering to the floor:

"Look how we both service ..."

(Aaaaaaaaaa..)

The fire inside of me got me other views

Of fragrant green

Of quicksand

As the ceiling lowers, I remember

That this is me, this is me (Aaaaahaaa)