לצאת לי מהלב [Latset Li Mehalev] [English translation]

Sometimes one has to sit and talk

about what will be tomorrow

and whether fear will intensify.

I think of us.

Sometimes one has to be

direct with you.

It isn't fair that all day long

I'll sing of you

and think of us.

And you come every night into my dreams

for a second, then leave, not even saying goodbye,

Just as you did for real.

You chose to leave my heart,

So leave my head as well.

I've tried to conceal the pain,

No more masks to wear.

I threw another breakup into my collection.

You always come back at winter,

But promise me that this time

you won't return.

Sometimes one has to know how to speak,

But the silence in the house overpowers my life.

I no longer speak of us.

Sometimes I want to call you.

It isn't fair to sleep alone

but to dream of you.

I'm keeping us.

And you come every night into my dreams

for a second, then leave, not even saying goodbye,

Just as you did for real.

You chose to leave my heart,

So leave my head as well.

I've tried to conceal the pain,

No more masks to wear.

I threw another breakup into my collection.

You always come back at winter,

But promise me that this time

you won't return.