I'll buy me a parrot and his name will be Joseph (Yossi)
I will talk with him at times when no one else will hear
And i will say to him:
Sadness is like a cup-
That contains bitter wine
From the grapes of the soul.
Know, Joseph, that you are a poetic child
You should expect a quiet death
So quiet
And I in my grief
Will whisper to the walls, Joseph is dead
Joseph is dead.
And your ashes, returned from the cage to your homeland
From the white cage to the yellow dirt
Lonely, without a parrot wife and offspring
To a parrot like you it's forbidden to love
You will never love, Joseph, Joseph
Never.
Like you other parrots were born to entertain
Born to entertain lonely poets
Poets living with indifferent people
Like you other parrots, are just a house toy
For kids to play
So talk, Joseph the Parrot
Make me feel good
My heart is empty today