שיא מיוזיק

Just the deaf man in the Shteeble and to everyone's surprise,
He comes to Shul each Shabbos, and he prays with tear filled eyes,
His son is the Chazzan, but his voice he's never heard.
But he sits there enjoying every word.

He watches every motion every gesture that he makes,
And he stays till the very end however long it takes.
And when the Davening is over, he's the first to reach his son,
And the deaf man in the Shteeble says well done.
Now it's right before Yom Kippur, in the Shteeble there is fear
They want to start Kol Nidre but the Chazzan's still not there.
The Shul is filled with people, as the night begins to fall,
But the deaf mans chair stands empty by the wall.



Then suddenly the Chazzan, he comes rushing through the door.
He's wearing his white Chazzan's hat he's never worn before.
He pauses for a moment at his fathers empty chair, and quietly he wipes away a tear.



Then he runs up to the Beema, for there's no time left to waste.
And half the Shul can hear the rabbi ask "how come so late?"
"Oh just getting ready for Yom Kippur" is all he'd say,"But now, I'm going up to pray"
And he takes his place surrounded by the holy torah ring,
And in a voice so beautiful he beings to sing,
Oh every heart was broken, oh and every soul burned bright,
From his Kol Nidre that Yom Kippur night.



And when he finished Davening, the rabbi asked to tell,
What was it he was thinking of that made him sing so well.
"Well you know my dad was deaf" he said, "last night he passed away.
It's the first time that my father's heard me pray"
And he takes his place surrounded by the holy Torah ring,
And in a voice so beautiful he begins to sing.
Oh every heart was broken, oh and every soul burned bright,
From his Kol Nidre that Yom Yippur night.