אהבת פועלי הבניין [Ahvat Poali Binyan] [English translation]

Every day when you pass here at nine

we whistle at you from the ladder

and believe us - it is a crime

that you do not ever stop

when you wear the red dress

then the building suddenly grows another floor

and if only the scaffolding knew how to sing

then we would hear them all over the city

You are perhaps young1

but our shoulders are firm

and your every smile is a holiday for us

you have business2 here with construction workers

that love you to the top of the roof

You drive all the young men crazy

you are beautiful in all the hairstyles

when you pass in high heels

you are worth a symphony of whistles

when looking down from the height of the crane

it is you that decorates for us the view

say a word and everyone of us will climb down

from the tenth floor to the street

You are perhaps young...

If also today you would turn to us your backside

we will speak with the contractor

and will swear to him that until the end of the winter

we will not be able to finish the building

although if you will give here one quick look

immediately you will see us finishing quickly

and from the roof your builders

with a loving heart will send you a flower

You are perhaps young...

1. lit: small2. lit: matter, i.e. potential romantic entanglements