A man lives within himself Within himself he lives. Sometimes he is sad or bitter, Sometimes he sings. Sometimes he opens the door To greet an acquaintance But, But mostly, A man lives within himself. A man lives within himself Within himself he lives. In some raging city Or in some village, Sometimes its end comes And his house is broken, But, But mostly, A man lies within himself. And you, and you How good that you came Without you the house is empty And the night is cold. So I watch over you As much as I can, And for all that Will I find you tomorrow? A man is close to himself A man lives within himself.
Sitting for hours, waiting for the Messiah to come The Messiah is a key man, his hand is in everything and everything is in his hands, Samich smoked and Yerucham licks his lips (???) Yorah looks at his watch and rolls his eyes An office in the north -- "Artzieli Ltd. - Advisors" Afternoon and outside the world turns Presses a buzzer, says: "Bring us coffee" - The Messiah isn't coming -- he isn't phoning, either. A general silence, five tense individuals The door opens and Yardenah, all smiles: "The black is for Yorah, the tea for Artzieli junior" Yardenah leaves, Ezra doesn't stop smoking. As each hour passes Artzieli senior knows that he wasn't mistaken He drips with sweat, bellows at his son: "The Messiah isn't coming -- he isn't phoning, either." The doorbell pierces the hum of the air conditioner Yerucham jumps to the door, cutting the smoke Artzieli junior looks at his father from the side And in the entrance is revealed a policeman with cap in hand And Yudah says: "Something must have happened" Yerucham responds "They don't send the police for nothing" The policeman says "There was an accident, and so The Messiah isn't coming -- he isn't phoning, either." "An accident with who?" asked the young Artzieli "An accident of the State" answered the wretched policeman "The stock market crashed, people jumped from the roof The Messiah also jumped, and they announced that he was killed..." "...everything's lost" cried Ezra Dahan the contractor, "The Messiah is in heaven and we, without the money, are here" And the beautiful Yardenah mumbles "This can't be!" The Messiah isn't coming -- he isn't phoning, either. "Bitter December" -- the headlines cried out And the minister of finance gave an interview on the news: "The public is stupid, so the public will pay, What comes easily disappears just as easily. The little man is forced to pay dearly." And to me Yardenah is more interesting than all the rest - Go to reserve duty, and count the money that's not there. The Messiah isn't coming -- he isn't phoning, either.