Zecharia Ben Ezra (Zecharia, Son Of Ezra) - Ofra Haza

Описание: Ofra sang this on Sharti Lach Artzi (I Sing To You, My Country), in 1979.
It wasn't featured on any albums.

Lyrics (English translation):

I am Zechariah, son of Ezra
And I eat bread with a drop of butter
And I live in a transit camp
By the road to Netanya

In winter, the cold penetrates
In the summer, I'll suffocate
But I do not demand more
That's what I have and it’s enough

Here all the rich and all the poor
Finds a defect or malformation
Only the Yemeni one,
He still lacks nothing

Yes I prayed, Yes I prayed
May the Redeemer be remembered
If we keep what we promised
And the Messiah King will come
Everything is worthwhile, whether it be good or bad
Said Zechariah, son of Ezra
Zechariah, son of Ezra

Yesterday another heart was born within me
I carried to Ness Ziona
I went down to the fields in the morning
On the way to Ben Gurion

I told him: listen, sir
Do not wilt down
As long as there is more to the Supreme God
Zechariah follows you

So his heart remains silent
And his tongue is embarrassed
Zechariah, blessed are the people
That he has a son like you

Blessed are the people and the state
If it's her power and a lobe
If so, I didn’t go down in vain
And I took a good step
Everything is worth living to the Supreme
That was Ben Gurion's speech
The speech of Ben Gurion