Efrat Gosh - Mimakhar daf khadash
Bekhadra mul mar'a hi omedet
 Akhrei shnot yeshiva memushekhet
 Yad yemin mekhasa vebesmol me'asa
 Shad khole rosh murkan hi nifredet Vebemi lehatil ha'ashma hi shoelet
 She'eini mezaha beota bavu'a
 Et hakhen she'iter partsufi be'avar
 Kol shana veshana amok babasar Haguf zokher Lo od lo meukhar midai
 Rig'ei ga'agua hem sheker shel zman
 Akhrei hashever ruakh mevaseret markhika mu'aka
 Mimakhar daf khadash mimakhar Vehalayla khasuf ein mistor neshama
 Rak ha'or bamkarer meshaker nekhamaEfrat Gosh - Mimakhar daf khadash - http://motolyrics.com/efrat-gosh/mimakhar-daf-khadash-lyrics-english-translation.html
 Berosha me'akelet ota nekuda
 Shekhayeyha hotiru ota levada Kama yadaim lo nagu begufa
 Kol etsba hitnasut shel or sikhvat hagana
 Al khaza ahuveiha ibdu tmimutam
 Ksheziyfu havtakhot vekiymy et lekhtam Haguf zokher Lo od lo meukhar midai
 Rig'ei ga'agua hem sheker shel zman
 Akhrei hashever ruakh mevaseret markhika mu'aka
 Mimakhar daf khadash mimakhar Metusteshet hi shoelet
 Ha'im hi od tihiye beseder
 Yad nishlakhat mekhapeset
 Khispus takhboshet al tsaleket mevaser
Efrat Gosh - a new leaf, starting tomorrow (English translation)
in her room in front of a mirror she stands
 after long years of sitting
 right hand covering, left hand massaging
 a sick breast a lowered head she's parting 
and who should I blame she asks
 that I don't recognize in this reflection
 the grace that adorned my face in the past
 every year and year deep in the flesh 
the body remembers
no it's not too late
 moments of missing something are a lie of time
 after the breaking a wind apprises pushes away the unease
 starting tomorrow a new leaf starting tomorrow 
and the night is bare there's nowhere to hide honey [lit. my soul]
 only the light in the fridge lies a comfort
 in her head digesting the same pointEfrat Gosh - Mimakhar daf khadash - http://motolyrics.com/efrat-gosh/mimakhar-daf-khadash-lyrics-english-translation.html
 that her life has left her lonely 
so many hands have touched her body [lit. how many hands didn't touch..]
 each finger an experience of the skin a layer of protection
 on her breast her lovers have lost their innocence
 when they faked promises and fulfilled their leaving 
the body remembers
no it's not too late
 moments of missing something are a lie of time
 after the breaking
 a wind apprises pushes away the unease
 starting tomorrow a new leaf starting tomorrow 
groggy she asks
 whether she's going to be all right
 a hand streaches out searching
 the roughness of a bandage on a scar apprises
