Shlomo Artzi… mehr brauchen wir nicht

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ANACHNU LO TZ’RICHIM
ET HAGESHEM

Kvar yavshu eineinu mid’maot,
ufinu kvar notar ilem mekol.
Mah od nevakesh, emor mah od?
Kim’at bikashnu lanu et hakol.

Et hageshem ten rak be’ito,
uva’aviv pazer lanu prachim,
veten sheyachazor shuv leveito,
yoter mizeh anachnu lo tz’richim.

Kvar ka’avnu elef tzalakot,
amok bifnim histarnu anachah.
Kaver yavshu eineinu milivkot –
emor shechvar amadnu bamivchan.

Et hageshem ten rak be’ito,
uva’aviv pazer lanu prachim,
veten lah lihyot shenit ito –
yoter mizeh anachnu lo tz’richim.

Kvar kisinu tel ve’od echad,
tamanu et libeinu bein broshim.
Od me’at tifrotz ha’anachah –
kabel zot kit’filah me’od ishit.

Et hageshem ten rak be’ito,
uva’aviv pazer lanu prachim,
veten lanu lashuv velir’oto
yoter mizeh anachnu lo tz’richim.

WE DON’T NEED
GIVE US RAIN

Our eyes are already dry from the tears
and our mouth is left mute of sound,
Tell me, what else can we ask for,
we have already asked for everything,

Give us rain in it’s due time,
and scatter flowers for us in the spring,
And let him come back to his home,
we don’t need more than that.

We have already hurt a thousand scars,
and we hid a sigh deep inside,
Our eyes are dry,
please tell us we passed the test.

Give us rain in it’s due time,
and scatter flowers in the spring,
Let her be with him again,
we don’t want more than that.

We have already covered one grave and another,
We’ve buried our heads among the gum trees,
In a minute the sigh will burst out,
accept it as a personal prayer.

Give us rain in it’s due time,
and scatter flowers in the spring,
And let us return and see him,
we don’t want more than that.