אמא אבא וכל השאר [Ima Aba Vekol Hashar] [English translation]

When the night ends, and the sun rises,

Oh mother, would you know what's before our eyes revealed?

Trees all around, tall, yet trunk-burned.

Great houses all around, destroyed and faded.

I walk through the ruins, mother,

And believe me, there are no pears here, nor flowers.

We are no heroes, for our craft is dark.

The sun sets, night falls.

And we sleep, wearing our uniforms in bed,

Oh mother, it’s crucial, harsh and terrible.

It’s harsh, but I stay.

The earth is grey, and the horizon is black.

And the blue sky seem to linger,

and wait, but not touch, it does not touch the black horizon.

Between them - a void, disconnected from everything,

And it’s impossible but I stay.

There’s barbed wire and beyond it - drawn swords.

Dear mother, father, and everyone else.

We are no heroes, for our craft is dark.

The sun sets, night falls.

And we sleep, wearing our uniforms in bed,

Oh mother, it’s crucial, harsh and terrible.

When the night ends, and the sun rises,

Oh mother, would you know what's before our eyes revealed?