| I was then the smallest in town
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| The smallest in town
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| And on my return from the streets
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| My father waved signs of sorts
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| Corrupt politicians always change
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| Only true friends forever will not change
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| I was already hungry to sing
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| Hungry to sing
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| I sang with all my friends
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| On a strange roof in front of the river
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| The question was who would be here
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| To pick up the pieces?
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| Who will marry whom and who will be a singer?
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| The whole world is full of sorrow
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| In God everything is predetermined
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| I think I've figured it out a bit already
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| Near the sports center she told me let's go
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| I'm a little hungry
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| I just wanted to sing with her, sing with her
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| We just wanted to sing
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| We just wanted to sing
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| I remember the days, the nights
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| heavy rains
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| Coming back from the army, sleeping for hours
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| He flew to her as far as Holon
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| Have a coffee, she suggested
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| When I got up frozen itchy
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| No, like love so let's not break up today
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| The whole world is full of sorrow
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| In God everything is predetermined
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| I don't think I understood it yet
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| When friends poured into her yard at night
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| We just wanted to sing...
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| and sometimes rebel
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| We just wanted to sing even when tears came out.
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| This song was written on my sweet iPhone
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| Sing it if you feel like singing here more
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| In karaoke rooms or in the most empty heart rooms
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| Like cheap emojis in stores
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| Between righteous people and homeless lovers, yes, yes
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| Next to all those who never want to grow old
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| Inside burning housing estates or in planes taking off
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| And in life without restraints
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| Everyone wants to sing
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| Everyone wants to sing
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| We wanted to sing then
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| We wanted to sing then
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| Everyone wants to sing
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| Everyone wants to sing |