Tel Aviv, Tel Aviv [English translation]

The winter is cold in Finland

The fruits of the summer freeze

I ran from the winds of north

I ended up in the promised land

I was in a kibbuts

We danced in the orange disco

I met an airwoman

Who made me hot

Refrain:

Tel Aviv, Tel Aviv

I shout into the dark night

Tel Aviv, Tel Aviv

The wonderfully bitter, sweet sabra

I get tired in the dim moment

Some have war in their veins

And that's how our story was cut short

My sabra said: My fatherland is calling

And waved for goodbye

The state of Israel

Guards closely everything that it owns

Now I miss the airwoman

Who protects her country

Refrain

I was in a kibbuts...

Refrain (x2)

I get tired in the dim moment

I get tired in the dim moment