To learn to kill
Is a matter of drive*)
The beginnings are easy
And then you get the hang of it
Patrolling all night long
In the kasbah of Nablus
Hey, what is ours
And what yours
For now it's just a drill
Riffle's butt pounding on doors
Children in shock
Terrified family
And then - curfew
It becames dangerous
The death awaiting
Around every corner
Cock your weapon
Your arm trembles
The finger stiff,
Glued to the trigger
Heart running wild
Pounds in terror
It knows - next time
It will be easier
They're no man, no woman
They're just object, just shadow
To learn to kill
Is a matter of habit
To learn to fear
Is a matter of drive*)
The beginnings are easy
And then you get the hang of it
Messages from high places
Descend upon the streets
No chance to be tired
The end is near
Prophecies of horror
Like ravens cawing
Lock up your sutters
Hide inside your houses
We are just a handfull,
They are multitudes
Such small a country
Devored by foes
Hatred in their hearts only,
Black and evil urges,
Yes, to learn to fear
Is a matter of habit
To learn cruelty
Is a matter of drive
The beginnings are easy
And then you get the hang of it
Every child is a man
Gready for glory
Hands behind your head,
Spread your feet
These are dangerous times
It's time for fearing
Soldier, harden up,
Ther's no honor in mercy
The cousin - a beast,
Used to see blood
Does not have feeling for suffering
He's not human
Weared-out fatigues
Exhaustion and routine
Idiocy - almost wickedness
Is near
Only ours, only ours
Is Israel's land
To learn cruelty
Is a matter of habit
Hey kid, kid, halt
Hey kid, kid, come back
Come to me, beloved one
Come to me my child
So cold are the skies
And it's getting dark
The tin soldiers are still here,
Under the bed
Come home, my child,
Come home
To learn to love
Means gentilness,
Treding slowly
In a cloud of tenderness
We'll hesitate, we'll melt
We'll be soft, we'll be kind
To learn to love
Is a matter of habit
To be human
Is a matter of drive*)
It germinates like a embryon
And then you get the hang of it
To be just a moment,
Only now, just today,
On the other side
Of the check post
But our hearts are coarse
And our skin is so thick,
Deaf and blind
In the present times bubble
We'll look in wonder
At the fallen angel
To be human
Is a matter of habit