תפוחים ותמרים [Tapuchim V'Tamarim] [English translation]

If you go to the market

You'll see her crying

A pretty woman amid the fruit

Taking out another handkerchief

The sellers yell to her

What's wrong sweetheart?

It's my love that doesn't want me

He's found a young girl

Here, take some apples and dates

Sweeten your day

He's not worth the pain

that is stirring in your heart.

She loves the man

That doesn't love her

A flowery dress,

Cheeks like lilies,

Aren't enough for you

You want a poster girl

With no life experience

You want a young girl

Frozen and without wrinkles

Here, take some apples and dates

Sweeten your day

He's not worth the pain

That's stirring in your heart

And she waits here

Among the market stands

For you want this lover

Only when it suits you

Here, take some apples and dates

Sweeten your day

He's not worth the pain

That's stirring in your heart