Yehuda Poliker - What is the name of my love (איך קוראים לאהבה שלי) dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre

What is the name of my love

Lyrics: Yaakov Gilaad
Melody: Yehuda Poliker
 
And this is a new Middle East
And this is Tel-Aviv/Jaffa
It's but a week with no peace outside
And this is a very tiny bubble
And this is me and this is you (male)
It is not gold, it is just shiny
And this bubble will explode if you touch it
 
And those are our lives in the past times
It could be better,
But it could turn into a disaster
Good evening frustration and good night to hope
Who is next in the queue and who is in the next queue?*
 
And this is a gun, it's a camera
It's portrayed as a war
And it sounds like shootings and
What is comparable to Jaffa in the nights?
It's not the fire it's the match
It's not a cigar it's a painting
This is you and this is me
It's a shame that Sunday** is not Monday
 
And those are our lives in the past times
It could be better,
But it could turn into a disaster
Good evening frustration and good night to hope
Who is next in the queue and who is in the next queue?
 
If the tempest is a song of the wind
What tune does hope produce?
What is the name of my love,
Of your love?
Good evening frustration and good night to hope
Who is next in the queue and who is in the next queue?
 
And this is the autumn and this is sad
And this is the house, this is the cage
It's not a first cigarette
And most definitely, not a last one
This is the machine of thoughts which I couldn't turn off
And this is me and this is you
It's the togetherness that existed, as though it didn't
 
And those are our lives in the past times
It could be better,
But it could turn into a disaster
Good evening frustration and good night to hope
Who is next in the queue and who is in the next queue?
 
If the tempest is a song of the wind
What tune does hope produce?
What is the name of my love,
Of your love?
Good evening frustration and good night to hope
Who is next in the queue and who is in the next queue?
 
Translated by Ari Weiler-Ofek - Avtarás K. Elymés̱er
 
* A possible reference to the 'death queues' in Israel during the Second Intifada, a guerrilla war mainly thought in the area surrounding Jerusalem, whereby many innocent civilians were killed by Palestinian suicide bombers. But it's polysemous, because it could also mean 'who is my next love, and who is roving their eyes at a new relationship?'
 
** In Israel, Sunday is the day when week starts, so it's heavily regarded as boring, busy and difficult, perhaps it's equivalent to Monday in European culture
 
Avtarás Karím Elymésher


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