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A Home Loving Man
by Arik Einstein
(Translated by Shai Gluskin)

There are people who climb mountains;
There are people who parachute from great heights;
There are people who ride on horses;
And there are those that swallow-up great distances.

But me, I love to be at home
With tea and lemon and the old books.
I love to be at home
with the same lover and the same habits.

There are people who hunt leopards;
There are people who dive for pearls;
There are people who build towers;
And there are those who fast for months.

But me, I love to be at home
With tea and lemon and the old books.
I love to be at home
with the same lover and the same habits.

There are people who are always searching;
There are people who are always uncovering;
There are people who go after what is big;
They never give up on anything, wanting it all.

But me, I love to be at home
With tea and lemon and the old books.
I love to be at home
with the same lover and the same habits.

This song was written about 1986, before the first intifada. It's post-ideological desire for a normal life I find very compelling. Comments? Please e-mail me your thoughts at shai@gluskin.org. Thanks,

Rabbi Shai