Drift Away

TTTO “Hashmal Zorem B’Kapot Yadekha” (Riki Gal?)

For solid land, oh, my heart is yearning
The rest — they all think me weak
For food and comfort my heart is yearning
My future seems so bleak

For solid land, oh, my heart is yearning
Sailors don’t lose belief
For food and comfort my heart is yearning
From pain, I dream of relief

For solid land, oh, my heart is yearning
There’s naught I’m proud of
For food and comfort my heart is yearning
Warm food right from the stove

In my stomach — hunger burning
Frostbitten are my feet
Only now we’re slowly learning
How to conceit defeat

Oh, for solid land, I’m yearning — yes yearning
Oh, for solid land, I’m yearning — yes yearning
For solid land, oh, my heart is yearning
So long since I lost belief
Just trouble now, oh this journey’s earning
I’ll never know relief

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