Sunday morning and you tell me
How good it is to wake up beside you,
The sun fondles the blinds and –
with no special reason I feel like smiling
Get up – get up darling you tell me,
sleep, sleep, your eyes are still closed,
And the radio chatters in the holy language
About the load of cars between places
A little song plays in the morning
As the day begins – a bright song
In a minute we’ll hear the news, lets hope it will be good news –
Listen, you tell me, I have decided that
you and I are going but not to work
Maybe we’ll check the level of the water in the Sea of Galilee
Or for a small chocolate drink we’ll roll to Yotveta
Let’s take the dusty Charade,
longings are still glued to the windscreen
We will drive slowly because history is in front of us
What will we have out of overtaking it.
lyrics in Hebrew Noa:
Original name of the song: Boker
