ארבעים שקיעות [Arba'im Shki'ot] [English translation]

The lily of the valleys is all alone in the world

As a flower among the thorns, it is hidden from everyone

Unlike the passing rain, I am not in a rush

And like the tunes that play instead of just speak

For I've been sitting for forty sunsets, forty days

And I was calling for you, singing all the songs

For I am love-sick

For I am love-sick

The lily of the valleys is protected in a world

In which love is perfect, the heart never sleeps

I've been searching for forty sunsets, forty days

Even through the frightened men of war

For I've been sitting for forty sunsets, forty days

And I was calling for you, singing all the songs

For I am love-sick

For I am love-sick

Unlike the passing rain, I am not in a rush

Like the tunes that play instead of just speak

For I am love-sick

For I am love-sick