Lyrics: Leah Goldberg
Music: Gil Dor
Transliteration:
Shalachta elai et hao’ach,
Lehaireni mishenah,
Limadta oto litsvoach,
Milot ahavah utchinah —
Aval ani lo avo, lo avo, lo avo !
Shilachta bi et reyach
Heatsot veet halvanah,
Tsivita al hayam leaneach
Bekol ahavah utchina —
Aval ani lo avo, lo avo, lo avo !
Nashku hagalim et raglai,
Et shulei simlati halvanah.
Bekolech amru li : «Boi elai»
Va’ani chazarti el beiti,
Sagarti et dalti,
Bekol ahavah utchinah.
Chaloni mugaf,
Libi yashen, ani yeshenah.
Translation:
You sent the owl to me
To shatter my repose
You taught him well to
Cry out words of love in pleading prose
But I will not come
I will not,
I will not.
You’ve plagued me with the bitter scent of
Seaweed and the moon
You’ve made the ocean heave and sigh
In a lover’s swoon
But I will not come
I will not,
I will not.
The waves have kissed my feet
The hem of my snowy-white dress
In your voice they said to me
«Come» — with a lover’s caress
But I returned unto my rooms
Closed the door
Shut the window tight.
My heart is asleep
I am asleep.