Showing posts with label Camp. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Camp. Show all posts

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Just One Shabbos

Artist: Mordechai Ben David

Album: Just one Shabbos


Western wall on Friday night, first time ever there,

Strapped into his knapsack, with his long and curly hair.

He stood there for a while, then broke out with a smile,

Emotion, overwhelming joy, with tears.


The men were standing there, their hearts so full of love,

Sang such happy tunes, to thank the one above.

For showing them the way, for giving them a day,

Rest, rejoice, with peace of mind, to pray.


Just one Shabbos, and we'll all be free,

Just one Shabbos, come and join with me.

We'll sing and dance to the sky,

With our spirits so high.

We will show them all it's true,

Let them come and join us too.


i said, 'Hello, my friend, you seem to be amused.'

He said, 'Much more than that, I am a bit confused.

I know I am a Jew, I was Bar Mitzvah too,

But Shabbos in our home, who ever knew.'


He asked to join with us, to understand and see,

He spent some time with us, in total ectasy.

Next Shabbos came along, his feelings grew so strong,

He first began to feel, that he belonged.


Just one Shabbos, and we'll all be free,

Just one Shabbos, come and join with me.

We'll sing and dance to the sky,

With our spirits so high.

We will show them all it's true,

Let them come and join us too.


He found his treasure, made some changes in his life,

A brand new family, his children and his wife.

They learn new things each day, to live the Torah way,

The message of the Shabbos, they will relate.


Now, every Friday night, they go down to the wall,

Invite some people home, and they will tell them all,

We'll teach them this new song, to join and sing along,

Soon we'll all be free, it won't be long.

I promise you!


Just one Shabbos, and we'll all be free,

Just one Shabbos, come and join with me.

We'll sing and dance to the sky,

With our spirits so high.

We will show them all it's true,

Let them come and join us too.



Click here to purchase this song.

Friday, July 3, 2009

The little bird

Artist: Tzlil V'zemer

Album: Wake up Yidden


The little bird is calling,

It wishes to return.

The little bird is wounded,

It cannot fly, but yearns.

It's captured by the vultures,

Crying bitterly.

Oh, to see my nest again,

Oh, to be free.


The little bird of silver,

So delicate and rare.

Still chirps among the vultures,

Outshining all that's there.

How long, how long it suffers,

How long will it be.

Oh. when will come the eagle,

To set the little bird free.


The little bird is Yisroel,

The vultures are our foes.

The painful wound is Golus,

Which we all fell and know.

The nest is Yerushalaim,

Where we year to be once more.

And the eagle is Moshiach,

Whom we are waiting for.


A child alone on the shore

Artist: Unknown

Album: Oh Rebbe 2


A child alone on the shore,

Waving a light up so high.

To signal a ship that no one can see,

In the rough open ocean and vast darkened sky.


As every sailor passed by,

They questioned the boy with the light,

'Why little one do stand at your post,

There is nothing and no one in sight?'


The young boy looked up, his face all aglow,

And waved his small lantern above and below.

'Please wait here with me, the ship we will see,'

'Dear child explain to us how do you know?'


'I'm firm in my faith, the answer is clear,

I'm so very certain the ship will appear.

The captain has told me and promised he'll come,

Of course I believe him, for I am his son.'


The Rebbe, our captain, his promise will keep,

Knowing a chossid's emunah proclaims.

'I'm firm in my faith the answer is clear,

V'hu Yigolainu - Omein.'


Tuesday, June 30, 2009

It happened Yom Kippur

Artist: Tzlil V'zemer

Album: Wake up Yidden


It happened yom kippur, as they were praying,

A truck pulled up, the sergeant was saying,

'War has broke out, we need all our men,

To serve L'man Hashem'


Young Mottel turned 'round to his father beside him,

'Father, advise me before I go fight them,

Give me a Brocho I should have hatzlocho,

And let's hope we'll meet again'.


'Oh, Mottel my son, do not be dejected,

We have a Mezuza, you'll be protected,

Set aside time during each day,

to study our Torah and pray.


Speak to the soldiers who will be with you,

Teach them B'chol D'rochecho Doe'hu,

Hashem Yishmor Tzeischos, safe and secure,

Until you'll be with us once more'.