Текст песни Эли Бар Яалом - Баллада о говядине

You this old anecdote
I know for sure.
There is a cow and sings:
"Buy milk!

Why are you silent? I'll cheese
I can still sell.
Sour cream, fermented baked milk, yogurt -
continuous grace.

Such oils Lord himself
I have not tried it in paradise ...
... Silent? Well, at least take
my beef! "

... Beef, beef,
My beef.

I, too, have long been familiar to you:
through the streets of delirium,
song and fresh-milk
I sing, I find someone.

I do not know what's wrong in it,
boring or ugly,
but you are silent - a sure sign,
that the song is not needed.

And yet you knocking at the house,
I call, ringing, singing:
rather, take it for nothing
My beef.

July 31, 2005