בית אבי [Beit Avi] [English translation]

From the edges of that southern neighborhood

my father's house returns to my dream(s)

With beautiful hours of grace

and the summer on the balcony

my father's house returns to my dream(s)

There it stands among the stands

in a soft cloud of spices

Between sacs on the pavement

from which he brought a loaf of bread

there he stands among the stands

My father's house sits at the table*

between the weekdays and a day of holiday

In prayers at dusk

on the bread on the home

my father's house sits at the table

Yes, there it is, my father's house sits at the table

There it is, my father's house still stands there

And my father still stands there

but without his sons and without his heirs

And I still remember the smell of spices and summer

my father's house still stands there

• Artist:Yehoram Gaon