הפרש המהורהר [HaParash HaMehurhar] [English translation]

I'm riding my horse from stable to stable

To look for the best hay

All of the stables look the same from the back

And the teeth are already weary from the familiar taste

My spurs are silver and my saddle is black and warm

And i adapted an expression of a thoughtful knight

All of the stables look the same from the back

And my eyes are tired of this ugly view

I hear someone calling me from stable no.1

A women that used to be beautiful with a long lasting look on her face

She wants me to hug her one last time

Before she gets to a place that does not answer

She used to know how to turn heads

Now all the heads turn also without women (in sight?)

My senses are sharp and all the lights are on

The night is still young and the stables are half empty

The party is on in my neighbors stable

They are standing next to the trough and digging in the ground

There are rumors of a flower that grew backwards

If we find it maybe we can squeeze out the nectar

The sweat of the men and the sweat of the women

Will get mixed in the wine and run down the eyelashes

Someone will emit a bullet by mistake and someone will laugh

The stables are always open and the distance stays the same

Run,my horse,run and race

Run through the valley and fly through the mountain

In the past year it is difficult to know

If man really domesticated the animal

I'm a sensitive knight and i have thoughts

But thoughts are being replaced with rumbling

it is very hard to argue with the hunger this year

• Artist:Rona Kenan
• Album:Hamra'ot Unechitot | המראות ונחיתות