Written by: Shalom Hanoch
Translated by: Uri Lifshitz
The day stretches, the streets deserted,
across the promenade the street lights the sea,
and you feel, the loneliest man in the world.
Finding yourself heading upwind.
no car pass bye, rain washes over the city
the wind wreck havoc in the familiar street
and you’re a shivering drunk going headlong
you’re not the only one heading upwind.
Heading upwind, among swirling sidewalks.
counting on the rain to drop on
let the night endure, fear not my love
it’s always darkest before dawn.
Clad in black she emerges from the dark
queen of my dreams approaches, all mad minded
we lost our breath in quick paced tango and stopping ourselves barely
with her it’s always heading upwind.
And I know not weather she be a dream or a reality
Once she is heaven and once she’s an express to hell
And she is as hot as the earth and I struggle to breath
But nothing can stop the gale.
Heading upwind, among swirling sidewalks.
Counting on the rain to drop on
let the night endure, fear not my love
it’s always darkest before dawn.
Heading upwind, among swirling sidewalks.
Counting on the rain to drop on
let the day breaks, fear not my love
it’s always darkest before dawn.