In a one room apartment somewhere in the city
a story of magic unfolds
there lived an old widow without any children
abandoned forgotten alone
and she lived with the memories of barbed wire fences
and darkness invading her dreams
oh if ever a woman had a reason to cry
then surely the woman was she
but never did she she a tear
she asked for no answers had nothing to fear
Gods love is hidden in time well know why
but today theres no reason no reason to cry
well it happened one friday there just was no money
her table bare covered in white
but she found a few pennies and bought a small candle
her shabbos would still have its light
she lit the lone candle recited the beracha
the deepest of joys in her heart
when a gust of wind blew through a crack in the window
the flame once so bright had gone dark
this time the pain was so great
she tried to hold it back but it was too late
where has my faith gone she said with a sigh
there was a teardrop formed in the edge of her eye
it rolled down her cheek heading straight for the candle
as if with a mind of its own
touching the wick the drop burst out in flames
once more there was light in her home
no more could she hold back the tears
she cried out the sorrow of so many years
Gods love is hidden in time well know why
but the heavens had told her its all right to cry
a story of magic unfolds
there lived an old widow without any children
abandoned forgotten alone
and she lived with the memories of barbed wire fences
and darkness invading her dreams
oh if ever a woman had a reason to cry
then surely the woman was she
but never did she she a tear
she asked for no answers had nothing to fear
Gods love is hidden in time well know why
but today theres no reason no reason to cry
well it happened one friday there just was no money
her table bare covered in white
but she found a few pennies and bought a small candle
her shabbos would still have its light
she lit the lone candle recited the beracha
the deepest of joys in her heart
when a gust of wind blew through a crack in the window
the flame once so bright had gone dark
this time the pain was so great
she tried to hold it back but it was too late
where has my faith gone she said with a sigh
there was a teardrop formed in the edge of her eye
it rolled down her cheek heading straight for the candle
as if with a mind of its own
touching the wick the drop burst out in flames
once more there was light in her home
no more could she hold back the tears
she cried out the sorrow of so many years
Gods love is hidden in time well know why
but the heavens had told her its all right to cry
עוד באתר:
פורים כל השנה!
פורים עבר לא מזמן, אבל הטעם, האוירה ושמחת פורים נשארים איתנו לאורך זמן, מבקר המוזיקה איתי סיטבון בסיקור על אלבומו החדש של חיליק פראנק - "פורים אין ירושלים 2".
פצצת אנרגיה חסידית
איתי סיטבון בטור על האלבום החדש של אלי פרידמן - "מה הבריות אומרות עליו".
קריאה מהנה!
מפגש מוסיקלי במפגש הנשמות... נתנאל לייפר על אלבומו של אסף ליבוביץ
נתנאל לייפר על "מפגש הנשמות" אלבומו הראשון של אסף ליבוביץ, אלבום שהוא יצירה שהמילים בה משחקים משחק חשוב וגם המוסיקה לא נעלמת
מלא כל טוב
נתנאל לייפר בביקורת על "מלא עולם" אלבום הסולו השני של הזמר והיוצר שלמה כ"ץ. קריאה מהנה!