| Song | For Father |
| Artist | Noa |
| Album | Live in Israel |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Noa, Prinsky | |
| I remember years ago | |
| A little girl with her laughter | |
| From high up on on your shoulders you would tell | |
| Me stories, | |
| And sing to me softly | |
| Once I had a little girl | |
| With two braids swinging on her back | |
| When she undid her thick black braids | |
| My heart would also come undone | |
| In the meadow, I unraveled them | |
| Friendly old moon smiled down on us | |
| But in the fall, shed shed them all | |
| To the autumn of our souls | |
| In the meadow, I unraveled them | |
| Friendly old moon smiled down on us | |
| Once I had a little girl | |
| With two braids swinging on her back | |
| She has gone, this little girl | |
| And taken spring away with her | |
| Now that same girl stands before you | |
| Long black hair caped over her shoulders | |
| Stage lights shine | |
| And in my mind | |
| I send a song out to you | |
| Once I had a little girl | |
| With two braids swinging on her back | |
| But autumns past | |
| And she will laugh | |
| Fall is all but gone away | |
| A lovely spring | |
| Begins | |
| Today |
| zuo qu : Noa, Prinsky | |
| I remember years ago | |
| A little girl with her laughter | |
| From high up on on your shoulders you would tell | |
| Me stories, | |
| And sing to me softly | |
| Once I had a little girl | |
| With two braids swinging on her back | |
| When she undid her thick black braids | |
| My heart would also come undone | |
| In the meadow, I unraveled them | |
| Friendly old moon smiled down on us | |
| But in the fall, shed shed them all | |
| To the autumn of our souls | |
| In the meadow, I unraveled them | |
| Friendly old moon smiled down on us | |
| Once I had a little girl | |
| With two braids swinging on her back | |
| She has gone, this little girl | |
| And taken spring away with her | |
| Now that same girl stands before you | |
| Long black hair caped over her shoulders | |
| Stage lights shine | |
| And in my mind | |
| I send a song out to you | |
| Once I had a little girl | |
| With two braids swinging on her back | |
| But autumns past | |
| And she will laugh | |
| Fall is all but gone away | |
| A lovely spring | |
| Begins | |
| Today |
| zuò qǔ : Noa, Prinsky | |
| I remember years ago | |
| A little girl with her laughter | |
| From high up on on your shoulders you would tell | |
| Me stories, | |
| And sing to me softly | |
| Once I had a little girl | |
| With two braids swinging on her back | |
| When she undid her thick black braids | |
| My heart would also come undone | |
| In the meadow, I unraveled them | |
| Friendly old moon smiled down on us | |
| But in the fall, shed shed them all | |
| To the autumn of our souls | |
| In the meadow, I unraveled them | |
| Friendly old moon smiled down on us | |
| Once I had a little girl | |
| With two braids swinging on her back | |
| She has gone, this little girl | |
| And taken spring away with her | |
| Now that same girl stands before you | |
| Long black hair caped over her shoulders | |
| Stage lights shine | |
| And in my mind | |
| I send a song out to you | |
| Once I had a little girl | |
| With two braids swinging on her back | |
| But autumns past | |
| And she will laugh | |
| Fall is all but gone away | |
| A lovely spring | |
| Begins | |
| Today |