הקולות של פיראוס [Hakolot shel Piräus] [English translation]

On a comfortable chair, unconscious from the heat

I feel like running away, on the wings of the dream

To an unknown bay, a lonely island within it

A small and quiet village, facing the Mediterranean Sea

The voices of Piraeus remind me Haifa

With a bottle of "Mattheus", you look so beautiful

Let the sun shine, on white houses

Let the heart only rejoice, as then in Greece

And a cloud in the sky, cruising in silence

The blue of the water, permeates the soul

And carried with the wind, is the smell of salt and honey

From the open sea, a new song is already rising

The voices of Piraeus remind me Haifa

With a bottle of "Mattheus", you look so beautiful

Let the sun shine, on white houses

Let our heart just rejoice, as then in Greece

The voices of Piraeus...