על כפיו יביא [Al Kapav Yavi] [English translation]

in our narrow street

lives one strange carpenter

he sits in his hut

and doesn't do a thing.

no one comes to buy,

and no one visits,

and two years that he

is no longer a carpenter.

and one more dream remains in his heart

to build a throne for Elijah who will come

with his hands he will bring it

to Elijah the prophet

and he sits and waits for him

for years he dreams of being worthy

he keeps his secret and waits for him

when will the day come?

in our narrow street

lives one strange carpenter

he sits in his hut

and doesn't do a thing.

his shelves are empty

they are covered in dust

already two years it's been left alone

the awl in the sack

and he dreams that he is sewing shoes,

a young boy in the mountains will guide the herald's feet.

with his hands he will bring them,

to Elijah the prophet.

and he sits and waits for him...

in Jerusalem there is

a man completely not young,

who built many houses

in all corners of the city

he knows every alley,

every street and neighborhood,

he's been building the city

for seventy years

and he dreams that, like the city he built,

he will place a corner stone for the temple

with his hands he will bring

Elijah the prophet.

and he sits and waits for him...

• Artist:Eden Hason