The Last Photograph
Music: Nurit Hirsh
Lyrics: Roni Kremer
English Lyrics: Jeanne Rabin
Demo: Ruth Rosenfeld
With your eyes looking up to the sky
In the last photograph that was taken,
You were there, you were first to arrive,
Way before all the others were wakened.
And though you walked through the valley of darkness
A shepherd protecting his lamb, oh so helpless.
She was wrapped in your arms,
As the evil you faced made you hopeless.
Roi, my Roi
How it tears me apart:
On the table your camera and there, your guitar,
As I hope beyond hope you'll return with Smadar.
Oh! Heroes three – and one broken heart.
Then the clouds from above turned to vultures
Bringing fire and smoke, bringing darkness and black.
And for you, no more sunsets at twilight,
No more flowers and no turning back.
And the last photograph of the album will be
The last glimpse of a life that was sweet.
An eternal true north that will show us the way,
In a book that remains incomplete.
Roi, my Roi
How it tears me apart:
On the table your camera and there, your guitar,
As I hope beyond hope you'll return with Smadar.
Oh! Heroes three – and one broken heart.