1. Be'eleh hayadayim od lo baniti kfar, Od lo matzati mayim be'emtza hamidbar, Od lo tziyarti perach, od lo giliti eych, Yovil oti haderech ule'an ani holech.
Refrain: Aiy aiy ai - Od lo ahavti dai Haruach ve ha shemesh al pana'i Aiy aiy ai - Od lo amarti dai Ve im lo, im lo achshav ei'ma'tai?
2. Od lo shatalti deshe, od lo hekamti ir, Od lo natati kerem al kol giv'ot ha gir Od lo ha kol asiti mamash bemo yadai Od lo hakol nisiti, od lo ahavti dai.
Refrain: Aiy aiy ai - Od lo ahavti dai Haruach ve ha shemesh al pana'i Aiy aiy ai - Od lo amarti dai Ve im lo, im lo achshav ei'ma'tai?
3. Od lo hekamti shevet, od lo chibarti shir, Od lo yaradli sheleg be'emtza hakatzir Ani od lo katavti et zichronotay Od lo baniti li et bet chalomotay.
Refrain: Aiy aiy ai - Od lo ahavti dai Haruach ve ha shemesh al pana'i Aiy aiy ai - Od lo amarti dai Ve im lo, im lo achshav ei'ma'tai?
4. Ve'af alpi she'at po, ve'at kol kach yafa Mimech ani boreach kemo mimagefa Od yesh harbe dvarim sheratziti laasot At betach tislechi li gam bashna hazot.
Refrain: Aiy aiy ai - Od lo ahavti dai Haruach ve ha shemesh al pana'i Aiy aiy ai - Od lo amarti dai Ve im lo, im lo achshav ei'ma'tai?
1. My hands have yet to build a village; Have yet to find water in the barren wilderness; Have yet to paint a flower. And I have yet to find the path that leads to my destiny.
Refrain: My love is incomplete. But the wind and the sun are still on my face. My words are incomplete Oh when shall they come together?
2. When will I grow green fields? When will my city stand tall? When will my grapevine grow from the dust? There is so much to build and so much to be And my love is just beginning.
Refrain: My love is incomplete. But the wind and the sun are still on my face. My words are incomplete Oh when shall they come together?
3. When will I raise up my children, And sing them my first song? When the snowflake falls in summer I will write down my memories in the house of my dreams.
Refrain: My love is incomplete. But the wind and the sun are still on my face. My words are incomplete Oh when shall they come together?
4. Your beauty tempts me But the time is not ripe. There is so much to be done - grant me leave For the race that is yet to be won.
Refrain: My love is incomplete. But the wind and the sun are still on my face. My words are incomplete Oh when shall they come together?