דרך חזרה [Derech Chazara] [English translation]

On an old street bench I sit and sink,

humming myself an old song that reminds me of memories

my heart was hers, hers, and shes gone

and now another man took her hand,

I hum myself and old song and I remember her face,

the taste of her lips remains with me.

At night my dreams are only about her,

looking for a small corner with peace and quiet

returning again and telling her that shes the only one,

from love like this there is no way back.

On an old street bench a sound is heard,

a new song is played and it stirs up my emotions,

my heart was hers, hers, and shes gone

now another hugs her

I hum myself and old song and I remember her face,

the taste of her lips remains with me.