הימים הארוכים העצובים [HaYamim HaAtohim HaAtzovim] [English translation]

How time again crawls like a turtle

how night again falls slowly slowly

how rain again taps for him on the roof

he doesn't mind being alone, alone

Yes, they again return to us, the days

the long sad days

again we will lay down alone and stare at the clouds

come back the good days...

The heavens are covered in a sea of sheep

and the sun is drawing circles

the eyes are illuminated like lanterns

someone outside walks on the leaves

Yes, they again return...

Again the same stories arise floating

that i heard when i was still young

a large spider spins thin threads

someone that will finally get rid of the jackal

Yes, they again return...