Please amplify Your signal
I can't hear You over here, I don't know
Did You stick a metal flower in the antenna's lapel again?
You're so gentle
Why are You such a softie?
Why are You so civil?
Do I sound good? Over,
Over, you're breaking up too...
You sound injured, you're
In a valley, well-surrounded
By mountains and a different Kinneret
Please announce Your signal
Can't see Your face on the Radar
Why aren't You driving a half-track?
Why aren't You fighting?
Should I send patrols Your way?
I am hopeful and faithful
That it won't appear and won't come back
The black wound... The black wound...
Please lower Your signal
The treetops of the cypresses
Are whispering Your name in vain as evening falls
And the lonely Northern Star
Wherever shall it lead Your host of wagons
Where to, shall it lead them?
Please close Your eyes
I hear You now, Roger
You can officially die
O Bereaved Father, I can no longer feel
The tears of winter will mourn for You