Sabbaths and Holidays (shabbatot ve-Hagim)
From the album: Coming From Love (Ba'ah Me-ahavah) ------------------------------------- Lyrics: Yankele Rotblit Music: Yehudit Ravitz Translation: Daniel Rice
Now you're at home, now you're there
The kids jump on you, they're the most beautiful in the world
You melt, spread out your hands, you're truly satisfied
And in a bit you'll read a story from the new book
An exemplary family man, a perfect father
In the end you always return, you'll never leave
Whenever you travel you don't forget gifts for everyone
And now you're at home, now you're there
And I'm a hidden partner
In the shadows when the light shines
I'm a silent witness
Who stands behind
Alone on the roof,
Sabbaths and holidays
Alone on the roof,
Sabbaths and holidays
And you'd be shocked to learn that I know you
I know precisely where every thing is kept
And perhaps you already know, perhaps you've heard my name
Or else you're sleeping quietly alone, not suspecting my existence
But I'm always with you
Seeing you and beeing seen
When you're there what remains of me now?
Alone on the roof,
Sabbaths and holidays
Alone on the roof,
Sabbaths and holidays
You know how I felt
When I saw you in the street not long ago
I was fine, I showed no sign
But at night how I cried
How I dampened the pillow
Why must I alwys fall in love with what can never be?