אימי,אימי (imi, imi)
Ofra Haza
Mom, Mom
Mom, Mom, what’s wrong with me
I dreamed of doves
A wave passed me by
My soul is singing
My soul is singing
A wave passed me by
My soul, my soul
My soul is singing
My soul is singing
My soul is singing
Mom, Mom, what’s wrong with me
A dove and a pigeon
Source and source
Source and source
Suddenly I’m light
Floating, floating
I floated in the light
I floated in the light
I floated in the light
Oh, oh, what’s happening to me
I let go of the dove
Oh, oh, what’s happening to me
I let go of the dove
I had a lot of fun with you
And a lot of deer and a lot of deer
Sack of bullshit, man
I’m back again, baby
Trust the bus
Trust the bus
Oh, oh, I love my dove
I’m a dove
Oh, oh, I love my dove
I’m a dove
To the night and the river
To the night and the river
To the night and the river
I’m gonna break through
Like a dove
Oh
And like a lot
And like a canopy
And like a canopy
Mom, Mom