Текст песни Ofra Haza - The Poem ..я слышу кто-то всегда ходит со мной..

The days were hot,
there were days of drought
My face was dried up,
like baked earth was dry,
nothing left to collect
I asked, I whispered that all this?
In winter, hit again, cold as a sword - cold and rainy in my eyes
And out of the cracks in the walls, it seemed sad,
I asked, I whispered, as it will be a long time?
But in the twilight, the wind in the evening - a leaf falls on the roof of my house,
I know, I hear someone always goes with me
But in the evening the evening. Wind. The leaves fall to the roof of my house,
Then I know I hear someone always goes with me,
but in the evening the evening breeze
a leaf falls on the roof of my house,
I know what I hear - someone is always with me

I remember my loneliness, crying,
Face Closed my two hands.
I gave myself a break with a piece of bread
And he asked, it really worth it?
My prayer rises higher and higher still.
My lips are still whisper my despair.
But I know someone up there -
Who sees the light of an oil lamp in my window