ציפורים נודדות [Tziporim Nodedot] [English translation]

With the Autumn the birds returned

Crossing the desert, crossing the mountains

And he saw her in the branch

And she had blue feathers, and she had fine wings

It was with the Autumn's coming

He loved her so much

She was beautiful like in the songs

Like the birds in Autumn

He built her a nest from weeds

And she gathered seeds in the field

And he whistled her a song of love

And she gave him a gift, a feather from her tail

It was with the Autumn's coming...

And in winter, between sunsets and cold,

they kissed each other, beak to beak

And a warm moment dawned from inside a cloud

They flew, inebriated, to the grove and to the garden

It was with the Autumn's coming...

By the time Spring returned to the towns

he went back to the desert and she to the mountains

and the wind that crossed the garden found

in the shadow of the grove trees a flower and a feather