Raphael — Israel song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Israel" by Raphael.
Lyrics
Cruzaré mi barba
Besaré mi tierra
Y abriré mil surcos
Sin descanso de sol a estrellas
Y al llegar la pascua en primavera
Yo le diré a mi hermano pobre
Sientate a mi mesa
Come de este fruto de Israel
No me iré ya nunca
De mi tierra herida
Y uniré mis manos
A las manos de aquel que lucha
Moriré tranquilo
Cuando el mundo nos deje en paz
Cuando las fronteras sean verdaderas
Las que Dios nos quiso dar
Israel, mi pueblo
Israel, mi historia
Llanto y sueño eterno
Gloria a Israel
Lyrics translation
I'll cross my beard
I'll kiss my land
And I'll open a thousand furrows
Without rest from sun to stars
And when Easter comes in spring
I'll tell my poor brother
Sit at my table
Eat of this fruit of Israel
I'll never leave again
From my wounded land
And I will join my hands
At the hands of the one who fights
I'll die in peace
When the world leaves us alone
When borders are true
The ones God wanted to give us
Israel, my people
Israel, my story
Weeping and eternal sleep
Glory to Israel