Pistol

作词 : Yael Feldinger

作曲 : Itai Tsuk

I forgot my pistol

I don't have my gun

When I shoot

I miss

I have to focus right now

The bids, the stakes

Are running very high

Dry throat

You see, my hands are tied

Glass bottles

Are stretched in an open line

Now you see my darling

It's my turn to shine

My hawk eyes

Will aim

I will strike you down

Now you see, I free my mind

If only it could be

Just a storyline

If only all this fiction

Stayed in my mind

Random dogs

Are barking

The night is very hot

All I see is my reflection

In the palm

And I know for certain

Tonight I get exposed

You will see my colors

Rising from the coast

If only it could be

Just a storyline