apple – 1997 – שנת הלידה שלי !

Many many years ago,
when I was a little child.
Mama told me – you should know,
our world is cruel and wild,
but there are always ways,
to pass another day.

I believed her – every word,
more than anything I've heard,
but I was too scared to be lost.
I was gloomy and sad,
and mum gave me something red,
a divine fruit of Earth.

Apple, red apple inside my hands,
given from the skies,
onto the motherland.
Apple, apple, little red one,
given from the skies right onto my soul,
red apple.

Now through the days to stay calm,
I've got an avatar, on myself to keep me warm.
And the storms can stay,
but they won't hurt me anyway.

I am stronger than before,
strength comes more and more,
happiness is coming too.
And the trees are growing fast,
and they are already vast,
and I'm on my way to my roots.

Apple, red apple inside my hands,
given from the skies,
onto the motherland.
Apple, apple, little red one,
given from the skies right onto my soul,
red apple.

Apple, red apple inside my hands,
given from the skies,
onto the motherland.
Apple, apple, little red one,
given from the skies right onto my soul,
red apple.