שושנים עצובות [Shoshanim Atzuvot] [English translation]

in the mountains above our village

there is a garden of roses

tomorrow I will go early in the morning

with the sound of the birds

I'll bring a flower to my lover

from the garden of the reds

I'll know, I'm his and he is mine forever

I came down from the mountain to our village

roses in my hair

but my lover isn't at home

silence in the rooms

in the river by our village

my lover didn't came back in the night

he found another lover and my heart was broken

no, god make him come back

waiting day and night

no,I don't have the power that another day will come

sad roses, and he is not here