חוטים ומיקרופונים [Chutim VeMikrofonim] [English translation]

I didn't ask for lights or audience,

What did I ask for?

Just to sing you from my heart, it's all I hoped for,

I don't need a stage, strings and microphones.

I didn't ask an exhibition in Rome or Paris,

Not an announcer that with his voice declare about love,

Just one painting I wanted to paint for you,

That's all I expected for.

Out of the darkness you're the only one glowing,

Thunderous silences - how do you break them?

And if there's a place in your life for me,

I'm here, waiting.

Hanging out in the streets like drunk,

You've already written your name in my heart,

There's no place left in my life,

Where I can live in without you.

The wind is always nice when you're passing,

And the love grows in every minute,

And if your soul is already fed up with loneliness,

I'm here, waiting tenderly.

I didn't ask for liles or violins,

What did I ask for?

Just to tell you that you're all I ever hoped for,

I love you my entire life so much as high as the sky

Out of all the abysses you're always up,

And only you turn on my night,

And if there's a vacancy in your heart,

I'm here, waiting.

Hanging out in the streets like drunk,

You've already written your name in my heart,

There's no place left in my life,

Where I can live in without you.

The wind is always nice when you're passing,

And the love grows in every minute,

And if your soul is already fed up with loneliness,

I'm here, waiting tenderly.

Hanging out in the streets like drunk,

You've already written your name in my heart,

There's no place left in my life,

Where I can live in without you.

The wind is always nice when you're passing,

And the love grows in every minute,

And if your soul is already fed up with loneliness,

I'm here, waiting tenderly.