הַבֹּקֶרha-BO-kerיָצָאתִיya-TZA-tiלְטַיֵּלle-ta-YELלְבַדle-VADלְאֹרֶךְle-O-rekhנְהַרne-HARהַיַּרְקוֹן.hai-yar-KON.הָאֲוִירha-a-VIRהָיָהha-YAצַחTZAKHוְנָקִי,ve-na-KI,וְקַרְנֵיve-kar-NEIשֶׁמֶשׁSHE-meshהֵצִיצוּhe-tzi-TZUמִבַּעַדmi-BA-adלַעֲלֵיla-a-LEIעֲצֵיa-TZEIהָאֵקָלִיפְּטוּס.ha-e-ka-LIP-tus.זוּגZUGצָעִירtza-IRרָץratzוְאִישׁve-ISHזָקֵןza-KENהֶאֱכִילhe-e-KHILאֶתetהַבַּרְוָזִיםha-bar-va-ZIMבְּפֵרוּרֵיbe-fei-ru-REIלֶחֶם.LE-khem.הִתְיַשַּׁבְתִּיhit-ya-SHAV-tiעַלalסַפְסָלsaf-SALוְהִקְשַׁבְתִּיve-hik-SHAV-tiלְקוֹלle-KOLהַמַּיִםha-MA-yimהַזּוֹרְמִיםha-zor-MIMבַּעֲדִינוּת.ba-a-di-NUT.בַּפַּעַםba-PA-amהָרִאשׁוֹנָהha-ri-sho-NAמִזֶּהmi-ZEשָׁבוּעוֹתsha-vu-OTרַבִּים,ra-BIM,רֹאשִׁיro-SHIהָיָהha-YAנָקִיna-KIמִדְּאָגוֹת.mi-de-a-GOT.חָשַׁבְתִּיkha-SHAV-tiעַלalהוֹרַיho-RAIשֶׁהָיוּshe-ha-YUבָּאִיםba-IMלְכָאןle-KHANבְּכָלbe-KHOLשַׁבָּת.sha-BAT.יֶלֶדYE-ledקָטָןka-TANעָבַרa-VARרָכוּבra-KHUVעַלalאוֹפַנַּיִםo-fa-NA-yimוְנִפְנֵףve-nif-NEFלִיliלְשָׁלוֹםle-sha-LOMבְּשִׂמְחָה.be-sim-KHA.חָזַרְתִּיkha-ZAR-tiהַבַּיְתָהha-BAI-taרָגוּעַ,ra-GU-a,וְהֶחְלַטְתִּיve-hekh-LAT-tiשֶׁמֵּהַיּוֹםshe-mei-hai-YOMוָהָלְאָהva-HAL-aאֲטַיֵּלa-ta-YELכָּאןKANבְּכָלbe-KHOLבֹּקֶר.BO-ker.
This morning I went out alone to walk along the Yarkon River. The air was crisp and clean, and rays of sunlight peeked through the leaves of the eucalyptus trees. A young couple was running, and an old man fed the ducks bread crumbs. I sat down on a bench and listened to the sound of the water flowing gently. For the first time in many weeks, my head was free of worries. I thought about my parents, who used to come here every Saturday. A small boy passed by riding a bicycle and waved hello at me happily. I returned home calm: and decided that from now on I would walk here every morning.