Todas las Palabras (All the Words) - The Idan Raichel Project, Marta Gomez

I suppose that you and I will eventually meet

And perhaps without even noticing

Perhaps it will happen without rush and without wind

In some place from yesterday

I feel that you and I will meet and it might be strange

With the hope, without rush and without voice,

Without any footsteps to follow

All song, all words, come and dance

With the sound the wind makes

When approaching your mouth and your skin

Look at me for an instant

Touch this silence that is ending

And embrace the air turning into sky

Inside your breath and my thirst

It is the air that becomes the sky into my thirst

I suppose that you and I will eventually meet,

We might not even notice

Maybe it will happen quickly