האחים והאחיות - A Sort of Ballad |
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A Sort of Ballad
האחים והאחיות מילים: נתן יונתן לחן: גידי קורן תרגום: ג'ניס רביבו If a painful crown of thorns Would be your only pleasure, To the desert I will go, There to study pain. And if the songs you love Must in stone be written I'll live out on the cliffs And there carve my refrain. Then when we're covered up With sand deep in the darkness And all we've said and done Has vanished out of view You'll tell me words that are Sweeter than tears of happiness Now at last I realize He loved me too. |
