The Blog of cripplecrow

French-Israeli artist Yael Naim. Sung in Hebrew... she's saying,

"I fled to a different place
So quickly
The farthest away and I succeeded
I am in Paris
Lit candles
Gray and foggy
I am happy and it’s good for me
And it’s so good for me
In Paris

I wander around ...
In enchanting narrow alleys
I am spellbound
It sucks me in I am
In Paris
Beautiful buildings
They are old
And so very noble
But the country lights me up
In Paris

Fair from my house in Paris

I came here
A bit disenchanted
This beautiful illusion of mine
A trial to catch up with myself in Paris
Again I disappear
A sad dream
I am famous already
And they hear me here
In Paris

Now your voice
It whispers to me from far away
I miss you
Come return to me
Already from Paris
I miss you
I miss you
I miss you
I miss you
And...Paris.

Far from my love in Paris

The country is so good to me here
So why do I cry and get upset?

Yes, I am happy
So why do I cry at night?
I miss you...from Paris

The sun wakes me up
From the window
And I feel the warmth a little more already

The plane lands
And there aren’t any
Lush and trickling clouds
I’m back again
Shalom Paris"