ANI GARA MUL HAMAYIM

I stand by the water
Between fields and dirt
Above the heavens
And the sea so blue
Sometimes you’re alive here
Sometimes you’re dead
Sometimes the dream is here
It already looks like the truth
There are nights of the moon
In this eastern sky
There are days you scream
The pain inside

I stand by the water
And the horizon far
The heavens are high
And the sea is deep
There’s a beauty here that tastes
Like the aftermath of war
Here the screams are loud
Between the flowers of comfort
Here you know the words
To live through time
Here the eyes are crying
For years on their own

I stand by the water
And the views that are already
Telling me stories
Of how they turned to dust
Here you’ll find in every stone
Also remnants of dreams
Here you carry the burden
Inside a basket of joy
Here you drink the sorrow
In cups of love
Here you sing the songs of storms
Between prayers of rest