הרוח הזו [Haruach Hazo] [English translation]

-- This Wind --

This wind that blows between the waves

It will blow after us for years

And the sea that rages and the sea that whispers

Will stay here for other days

The shore sand that turned temples of little ones (1)

Will stay also when we will be adults

And this sun that has dawned suddently

It will light another different lives

Not all the things are taken by the wind

Not all the things are buried dead in the sand

washed to the great sea

It's better not to know everything

To continue on the way, not to ask

To fall, to get up, without remembering

To give everything