סימני הזמן [Simanei Hazman] [English translation]

She stands in the kitchen, cooking

He sits on the couch, watching

There's a game of soccer on the TV

He asks, she makes him a cup of coffee

He's on the balcony, smoking half a cigarette

She irons him a shirt that he likes

She rolls on her finger the ring

That he gave her when she gave him her heart

Sometimes he caresses her for a moment

By mistake or maybe on purpose

She looks at his face and he's beautiful to her

Like he was not affected by the signs of time

She lights Shabbat candles and prays

He returns from the synagogue, smiling

For thirty years she opens the door for him

She waits, he never comes late

Sometimes he caresses her for a moment

By mistake or maybe on purpose

She looks at his face and he's beautiful to her

Like he was not affected by the signs of time

Sometimes he caresses her at night

Or maybe he reaches out while dreaming

She wakes up next to him

And she knows how to say that together is the opposite of alone