I opened my eyes,

It was then the month of Shvat.

I saw above me a single small bird

And the light blue of the sky and a single cloud

And I saw the mountain that's forever green.

 

In childhood games intoxicated with mischief

I chased butterflies, I slid down the slope

And when I looked innocently for a place to hide

I ran off to the mountain that's forever green.

 

The mountain is green all year long

I still dream and long –

to breathe in your winds as long ago,

to lie in your shade, Carmel.

 

In days of youth, in years of love,

we climbed paths hand in hand,

We looked one day towards the future

and we dreamt about my green mountain

We went to the army grown and perplexed.

From the wars we returned as brothers.

We graciously brought a friend and a pal

And parted across the mountain that's forever green.

 

The mountain is green all year long...

 

And our children are already youths,

The hair of our parents turned white with age.

But we'll always be young, as we gaze every morning

At our brothers and at the mountain that's forever green.