ברחוב [BaRechov] [English translation]

In the street. she's keeping away, getting close.

Trying not to think of home

Sidewalks of red and white

trying not to find yet

Street lamps. Now it's hard to see

Struggling to shut her eyes

War, losing the wars

You are not holding on to yourself in the meantime

In the street, dry wet

Driving on the sidewalks

Walking on the streets

A dead end

And you want to burn yourself in the heat

Fall with the rain

The rain comes and you fall.

Stopping. you start with stopping.

Looking for hands to hold

Without lyrics and out of tune melodies.

You become the (subject of the) songs on you

Letters that were written on the walls

like a black cloud in the sky

Recess, you take no recesses

You hug yourself in the meanwhile.

In the street, dry wet...