ניצמדנו [Nitzmadnu] [English translation]

And so i enter the room, and ask

"is everyone here, so to speak, alright, everyone still alive?"

and you still sing with a guitar, longing for the sea

because the desire for love never ends

I will not explain it all, just how i desired you

and when the war broke out, we lived in the kitchen

and when the war passed, like every thing passes

i started a band, guitar, bass and drummer

and the band performed powerfully, herself

and the broadcaster screamed the punk, the punk returned to the city

and all November when it became sad and cold for us

we clung together and again clung to life

And I enter the room and flowers on your head

the television already works on the people

so come and let's be foolish, and we will talk truth

i tell you we will undress, in order to cling together

I will not explain all, how we made love

we clung to g-d, inside stadiums

Michelle, Michelle1i called you, and you laughed at this.

and in the circle you clung to me, at the death of our father Itzhak2

and the band....

And thus we clung there to earth, to conquests

i want to sleep with you, you screamed at me on the streets

and sometime would whisper to me, between people

let's marry, make a child with me, and write me a song

I will not explain all, about yesterday that was

about all the bands, about the friends that disappeared

and in the light of the Autumn evening when it became already cold

we clung to the music, music, music, music

and the band....

And so i enter the room, and ask

"is everyone here, so to speak, alright, everyone still alive?"

and you still sing with a guitar, longing for the sea

because the desire for love never ends

1. referring to the Beatles song perhaps2. referring to the death of Itzhak Rabin

• Artist:Shlomo Artzi