אומרים שהנשמה תמיד מחפשת

They say that the soul is always searching, For moments when joy conquers it completely, And there's no happiness that excites me as much, As the moment the ball hits the net, Oh, only Maccabi, oh, only Maccabi, Oh, only Maccabi, oh, only Maccabi, The blood is rushing again, the fire in the eyes, We'll jump until we no longer feel our legs, Until we die, we'll sing for you from the stands, We won't rest until we score the goal - it will come, Oh, only Maccabi, oh, only Maccabi…