אהבה מקוללת [Ahava Mkullet] [English translation]

Crying again in front of the mirror

this isn't what will help you

the same cold bed again

can't fall asleep because of him

people are traveling away from here

searching for direction in the wind

where is your life

where is his life

Pour a little wine

it will rescue you in the meantime

and your heart...

He will come and knock at the door

and will yell cursed love

during the hours that aren't hours like in the movies

you are broken

he will leave a bit of his scent

nothing prepared you before

for the loneliness that returns at night

Another cigarette was lit

again he wants to hear

how sad your life is when he isn't here

you sit waiting

trains travel inside your brain

that will take away the tears

that will occupy your time

Pour a little wine

it will rescue you in the meantime

and your heart...

He will come and knock at the door

and will yell cursed love

during the hours that aren't hours like in the movies

you are broken

he will leave a bit of his scent

nothing prepared you before

for the loneliness that returns at night