From all these wars
where I was just right
My voice became hoarse
And now
I'm trying to learn
how to sing quietly
To look from the side just a little
Let's move
to Pardes Hanna
What did we lose
here in the city
Let's turn
all the ideals
normal
and simple
Every Friday
I buy you
a blooming bouquet
full of colors
And I've learned
not to argue
To discuss
To listen
How come everyone
fly to Berlin
for a beer
with no taxes
And you are a tree planted
by streams of water
Your roots are strong
Sometimes
but this I don't tell you
I envy you
for keeping
close all of
what I've lost
When I've searched
You've found
How we became
from all the ideals
so normal
tired
And only you are a tree
planted by streams of water
Your roots
are strong
A new light shines
in Pardes Hanna
There's no stress
no thorns
An open green field
and the wind
will do the children good