שתי דקות [Shtei Dakot] [English translation]

Two minutes of longing and I'm there

In my imagination which lies to me constantly

That same old dream keeps awakening

And my heart becomes a bit restless

Reality in the guise of imagination, and if only the logic

Would whisper to me, it's good to forget

I've got the strength not to fall

I've got a few broken memories

Which played me well

I've got silent dreams

Which wouldn't let me cry

I've got two minutes of longing which won't go away

And the silence from within does not try to keep quiet

Another piece of a part of my life

Two minutes of insanity

I want to go there

To that place I cannot forget

Lying to myself that I'm still here

How fate can be so deceiving nonstop

Reality in the guise of imagination

And if only the logic

I've got a few broken memories

Which played me well

I've got silent dreams

Which wouldn't let me cry

I've got two minutes of longing which won't go away

And the silence from within does not try to keep quiet

Another piece of a part of my life

I've got a few broken memories

Which played me well

I've got silent dreams

Which wouldn't let me cry

I've got two minutes of longing which won't go away

And the silence from within does not try to keep quiet

Another piece of a part of my life

• Artist:Sarit Hadad