Amihai (Israel)
When I was young, the whole country was young. Where is my father?
Is everyone's father. When I am happy, this country
Just as happy, when I jumped on her, she jumped with me.
My treat. Spring covers her lawn.
It also makes me weak all over, and the dry land in summer hurts me.
Like my own chapped sole.
When I first fell in love, people announced
Her independence, when my hair
Her flag fluttered in the breeze.
I fight, she fights, and I get up.
She got up too, and when I fell.
She slowly fell beside me.
Now I'm starting to get away from all this:
Just like some things can't stick until the glue dries,
I'm being torn apart and involved in myself.
One day, I saw a clarinet player in the police band.
He is playing David's fortress.
His hair is white and his face is calm: this face.
Just like 1946, a unique year.
Between many famous and terrible years
Nothing happened that year except Great Expectations and his music.
My love, a girl sitting in a quiet home in Jerusalem.
I haven't seen him since, just a desire to pursue a better world.
Never leave his face.