Bashana Haba'ah

Next year
We'll sit on the balcony
And count fluttering birds

Children playing freely
Will laugh joyfully
Between the house and the fields

You'll see, you'll see
How good it will be
Next year, next year

Red grapes
Will be served until evening
And guests will gather at the table

Red spirits
Will travel on the road
Old newspapers and clouds

You'll see, you'll see
How good it will be
Next year, next year

Next year
We'll spread our hands
Facing the bright white light

A wing to the moon
Will spread like wings
And the sun will shine within

You'll see, you'll see
How good it will be
Next year, next year