Lyrics daniel solomon i dana adini - rabot adrahim leehov otah

RABOT HAD'RACHIM

Shuv mizvadot k'tanot p'tuchot al hamitah sheli
orezet et kol hash'karim shek'var siparta li
vehasipur oto sipur
shel mavet uf'redah
shalom ga'agu'im lehitra'ot la'ahavah
hazichronot me'achorai yish'aru kfu'im
chanut shel mazkarot ek'neh li kamah chadashim

Uvetisah el toch shamaim shetz'vuim shachor
ani nishbat af pa'am lo lehabit achor
atah vadai yashen az betach lo tishma oti
an'lo bochah tzo'eket ve'lo nishberet,
lo chozeret bi
hachaverim me'achorai yish'aru shelcha
bemeila hem hayu tamid sham verak bishvilcha

Rabot had'rachim le'ehov otach
arukah beyoter haderech lishko'ach
ahavnu amok
ahavnu patu'ach
aval hachi batu'ach zeh merachok...

Bechol siyum yesh hat'chalah
shel mashehu chadash
umerachok efshar lir'ot et zeh lo metushtash
ha'ahavah shelcha elai haytah le'azikim
s'gurah betoch kufsa
nish'eret t'luya k'mo bubat chutim
hake'evim me'achorai yash'iru bi siman
rabot hen had'rachim ve'arukot...aval le'an?

Rabot had'rachim...

Shuv mizvadot k'tanot p'tuchot al hamitah sheli
orezet et kol hash'karim shek'var siparta li
atah vadai yashen az betach lo tishma oti
an'lo bochah tzo'eket ve'lo nishberet,
lo chozeret bi
hake'evim me'achorai yash'iru bi siman
rabot hen had'rachim ve'arukot...aval le'an?

Rabot had'rachim...

THE ROADS ARE MANY

Again little suitcases are open on my bed
I'm packing all the lies that you've already told me
and the story is the same story
of death and separation
hello yearnings, goodbye to love
the memories behind me will stay frozen
souvernir store, I'll buy me a few new ones

And on the flight into the sky that's painted black
I swear never to look back
you're surely asleep so you won't hear me
I'm not crying, telling or broken,
I'm not repeating myself
the friends behind me will stay yours
oh well, they were always there but just for your

The roads are many to love you
the longest of all is the road to forgetting
we loved deeply
we loved openly
but most certain is from afar...

In every ending there's a beginning
of something new
and from afar one can see it not blurred
your love to me was like shackles
closed in a box
staying hung like a marionette
the pains behind me will remain a sign in me
the roads are many, and long, but where to?

The roads are many...

Again little suitcases are open on my bed
I'm packing all the lies that you've already told me
you're surely asleep so you won't hear me
I'm not crying, telling or broken,
I'm not repeating myself
the pains behind me will remain a sign in me
the roads are many, and long, but where to?

The roads are many...

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