The star of Nazareth Elite

Same old falafel stand In a dusty town square Where they always give you Extra balls to spare , And on the wall your picture frame, from when you got your first big hit, You're the best hun, You're the best, the true star of Nazareth Elite Someone calls out you’re name, You quickly lower your head, Turns out it’s Tomer, Tomer Shwartz, from yudbet fourth, twelfth grade, So, where are you now? When’s the next album or another big hit? You're the best hun, You're the best, The true star of Nazareth Elite Even the biggest deserter, In the end, always comes back. You ran, oh you ran, But not fast enough for that. Of course, you have your dreams, everyone's got those too. Inside, you're Aya from Nazareth, No one is perfect, toots In Tel Aviv, you're just another one, that's If you try very hard. They long forgotten your name, In חיפה and אילת. But Here, besides you, there’s only Gili, from ״Gili and גלית” You're the best hun, You're the best, The true star of Nazareth Elite The true star of Nazareth Elite In little Rasko center, Most shops have closed their doors, Twenty years have passed, Feels like just seconds ago. “Nie ponimayo,” you say, “Do you need בנק לאומי?” In the end, you return, You just can’t seem to adjourn, You’ve got no other turn, you are just like them all let it be. You're the best hun, You're the best Tomsis, A true star of Nazareth Elite