Different Pulses by Asaf Avidan

 Questions and lyrics are below the video

 

The singer, Asaf Avidan, is from Israel. He appears near the end of the video. When the boys are in the city, playing music on the street, he is the man who puts the prism into their bowl.

jewels

little

boat

fish

adventures

drum

travel

city

strawberries

prism

 

The boy in red looks through a_____

He sees a_____ boy in black

The boy in black plays a _____

The little boys _____together

They have many _____

They eat _____and_____

They take a _____on the ocean

They go into a _____and play music

People give them ______

Question: Is the little boy in black real, or imaginary?

Do you like this video? Why?

Lyrics

My life is like a wound
I scratch so I can bleed
Regurgitate my words
I write so I can feed
And death grows like a tree
That's planted in my chest
Its roots are at my feet
I walk so it won't rest

Oh, baby I am lost
I said oh, baby I am lost

I try to push the colours
Through a prism back to white
To sync our different pulses
Into a blinding light
And if love is not the key
If love is not a key
I hope that I can find
A place where it could be

I know that in your heart
There is an answer to a question
Which I'm not as yet aware that I have asked
And if that tree had not drunk my tears
I would have bled and cried for all the years
That I alone have let them pass

And oh, baby I am yours
I said oh, baby I am yours
And oh, baby I am yours
I said oh, baby I am yours

BYE BYE!!

 

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