פניי לרוח [Panay Larouach] [English translation]

And as I will hold out my face to the wind

It will pet my cheek with a strong recoil

I will devote myself in a hug to the open spaces

It will carry my wings into a golden summit

And then, when I will hold out my face to the wind

All that seemed dormant in me will shine

It will light the path in an unfamilar zone

It will slience the shivering voices of tomorrow

And then, when I will hold out my face to the wind

My eyes will open and my heart will understand

and all the secrets that's been kept from me

Will hiss in my ears and get me

And then, when I will hold out my face to the wind

Fragments of dust will drop out on me

Will make a room from all the stress

will rearrange all that's left

And when a strong blow will surprise me

I'll be ready from every side and corner

because I will know inside me

that there's something that will drive me

To that old goal

To that old goal

And then, when I will hold out my face to the wind

Love drops will fall on my nape

and the flows of embarrassment will dry and stop

Sweet words will then find my mouth

And then, when I will hold out my face to the wind

I will hear thunderstorms and lightnings

And maybe the sweet will become salty

A true life will fill my heart

And when a strong blow will surprise me

I'll be ready from every side and corner

because I will know inside me

that there's something that will drive me

To that old goal

To that old goal