This Israeli Song is Proven to Create Empathy

We usually try to stick to English songs unless we can locate subtitles, but here is a translation of Etti Ankri’s “Millionim”.

The song is about reaching rock bottom – how people treat you at that point and the difference between self-worth and net worth:

I know that money is not important
I know if I went to maybe one day return
I know you know I know
That thinking about is just a waste
Of the time we are going through without us is move

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I know you know I know
I do not know anything
But someone today through me
And I can not get up

I know you know –
I earned a pretty good month
And yet they came
To carry out my apartment

They took the drawer T’tloizih T’aron
Pour what is not in it
I know it’s not right
I have no proof

I tried to tell taxes
Kill all logic
And they told me that they do not steal,
They take license

I know you know I know
I do not know anything
But how it happened to me
I could not get up

And there are millions like me
Rolling in the streets
There are millions like me
In many forms

There are millions like me
People mortality
Without money,
Not worth a penny

I know that health is important
Much more than money
And love can not talk
Must not under any circumstances give

I know there are debt-life
Roll us in the universe
So if today I fell
Maybe tomorrow I’ll get up

I know you know I know
I do not know anything
But someone today through me
And I can not get up

And there are millions like me
Rolling in the streets
There are millions like me
In many forms

There are millions like me
People mortality
Without money,
Not worth a penny

You remember Susan senior bank
Gave me a lot of love
Especially the simplicity charmed her,
I touched her heart

It took her some time to get the hang of
Change its approach to me
She realized that I had no cash
And raid the honor over me

You know I know you know
I do not know anything
From the heights of virtue
I could not get up

There are millions like me
Rolling in the streets
There are millions like me
In many forms

There are millions like me,
People are mortal,
Without money,
Not worth a penny
Today it’s me, tomorrow it’s you.
No money … not worth a penny

The lyrics can be viewed in original Hebrew here: http://www.teachmehebrew.com/millions-by-etti-ankri.html

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