Текст и перевод песни Moshe Wilenski feat. Haim Hefer & Shir - HaFinjan

HaFinjan

Haru′ach noshevet k'rirah,
Nosifah kisam lam′durah,
Vechach bizro'ot argaman
Ba'esh ya′aleh kekorban,
Ha′esh mehavhevet,
Shirah melavlevet,
Sovev lo, sovev hafinjan...

Ha'esh lakisam telachesh:
Admu ko paneinu ba′esh
Im lanu tig'boret tutan/tuchan
Mikol b′dal anaf shebagan,
Kol etz vechol keresh
Yashir azai cheresh,
Sovev lo, sovev hafinjan...

Vezot, belo tosefet sh'vachim.
M′lachat mashkeh ham'lachim:
Kafeh vesukar bo yutan
Umayim - michatzit hakankan
Yirtach pa'amaim -
Hosifu k′tzat mayim,
Sovev lo, sovev hafinjan...

Ve′im beshlishit chish yirtach -
Halev yechared veyis'mach,
Yach′zor hapasuk hanoshan:
Hineh kahefeh kvar muchan.
Nishteh venish'bach:
Yesh ta′am, yesh reiach,
Sovev lo, sovev hafinjan...

Nigm'a min hasefel le′at,
Hineh mesaprim kvar chizbat...
Sipur she'avar alav zman,
Besheker (sheket) matzmi'ach zakan...
Habnof (blof) mitpate′ach -
Kankan shuv rote′ach,
Sovev lo, sovev hafinjan...

Nizkar nafinjan ech elav,
Hachevreh higi'u mik′rav,
Ech motkeh hagingi ratan:
Echad lo yach'zor kvar lechan...
Bedim′a ein katzeh
Sovev hu be'etzev,
Sovev lo, sovev hafinjan...

Shanim ya′avru vedorot,
G'vulot veg'sharim umedurot,
Lezar la′olam lo yuvan
Mah ta′am hazemer nugan -
Tzanchan verizrevah
Tamid yizkar bah -
Ba"negaleh" netzachit shel finjan...

The Cup

The wind is blowing cold,
I'll add some straw to the fire,
And with crimson arms,
It will rise as an offering to the fire,
The fire is flickering,
A song is humming,
Surrounding it, surrounding the cup...

The fire will lick the straw:
Our faces are reddened by the fire,
If you bring us burnt incense,
From the smoking pipe of a frayed nose,
Every log and board
Will sing beautifully,
Surrounding it, surrounding the cup...

And this, without adding compliments,
The task of the drink of angels:
Coffee and sugar will be mixed in it,
And water - half a jug,
It will boil twice -
I'll add a little water,
Surrounding it, surrounding the cup...

And when it boils for the third time -
The heart will tremble and rejoice,
The old tune will return:
Behold, the coffee is ready.
Let's drink and forget:
There is taste, there is aroma,
Surrounding it, surrounding the cup...

A legend from the book of ancient times,
Behold, they are already telling a story...
A story that has passed its time,
In the (quiet) silence of an old man...
The nose (bluff) opens -
A jug is again boiling,
Surrounding it, surrounding the cup...

Remember the cup, how it is with it,
The friends came close,
How the cheerful song echoed:
One will never return to you...
There is no end to tears
He walks around in sadness,
Surrounding it, surrounding the cup...

Years will pass and generations,
Borders, bridges, and towers,
The universe will never be forgotten,
What is the taste of a sad song -
A drop of bitterness and a melody,
It will always be remembered in it -
In the eternal "revelry" of the cup...