While the moon passes

The tree will water its roots

The bird

Will pluck its feathers

Absent-mindedly

Before torn fragments of sea and sky

 

Snipers will sit at the gate

Their laughter sometimes hushed

Absent-mindedly

Before torn fragments of sky

Birds will quaver on the bough

 

Wounded bird, its feathers ripped

Wants to fly

In the future, once more

To fly

In the future, once more

While the moon passes

Bright moonlit night

Song's lyrics

Bright moonlit night

Low as the tide

As the level of days

That are going backwards

As the traces of yesterday

Like an eternal keepsake

Bright moonlit night

Like the sun, it sets

Written & Composed by Matan Shiram