One of My Favorite Songs of All Time.

Bocheh El Hakirot בוחה אל הקירות Crying to the Walls by David Broza

English Translation:

CRYING TO THE WALLS

Sky of sorrow is upon me, and the night is dropping like the candlewax the sickle moon is cold - from above tells me go on and don't break down The night train is full of longing and I'm at the platform waiting as though for a miracle I have a coat of loneliness - torn tells me to move and still search And again a longing hurt touched with a poison of memories my body without your body again fades and sinks sinks sinks here alone between the walls and I cry, and I cry and I cry to the walls and I cry, and I cry and I scream to the walls the sun shines in the city that's strange to me I don't know where the streets lead to only the one that walks to you - he will call to me look how he'll call to me he will tell me to come to walk into ruin again in your eyes to hug you again, for you to hug me again you didn't leave footprints for me to go after you you left your face scorched in my eyes And again a longing hurt touched with a poison of memories my body without your body again fades and sinks sinks sinks here alone between the walls and I cry, and I cry and I cry to the walls and I cry, and I cry and I scream to the walls