After all you are an existing song

So sometimes when I am cold, quietly I sit down with you

And sing without words I sing to my self

After all you are a song, a song that is being written

I am close to the song like breathing

It opens up in love and finishes in "what?"

Shlomo Artzi

(1949)

[ lyrics; music; performed ]

 Carmen Ezgeta

After all you are a song not flesh and blood

No more a live woman but you are an existing song

And it is wrapped in words and melody And a special rhythm

And finishes in "who?" may be in me or in you

May be with no words

After all you are my song.