(T.T.T.O. Keili Atoh)
A young boy holds a small cup in his hand,
Reciting words he can barely understand.
But on his face, there shines a joyful light -
He is making Kiddush Friday night.
“Father, Father, please join in with me.
Father, Father, I’m lonely, can’t you see.
Let’s daven together, that is my dream,
Viheishv lev avos an banim.”
A young girl holds a candlestick, so bright,
Preparing to light the candles, Friday night.
Her mother is watching, with tears in her eyes,
Her daughter turns to her, and cries;
“Mother, Mother, please join in with me.
Mother, Mother, I’m lonely, can’t you see.
Let’s light together, that is my dream,
Viheishv lev avos an banim.”
Throughout the world, children pure and true,
Are teaching Torah to every single Jew.
Their parents are learning, and they are so proud -
And together, they all cry out loud;
“Father, Father, when will the Geulah be?
Father, Father, we’re lonely, can’t You see?
Please bring Moshiach, that is our dream,
Viheishv lev avos an banim.”
If I Would Have The Might
(T.T.T.O. Mikolos Mayim Rabim)
If I would have the might -
I would run into the night,
And I would scream, “Shabbos,
Shabbos, Shabbos, Shabbos.”
Shabbos, Shabbos, Shabbos, Shabbos,
Shabbos, Shabbos, Shabbos, Shabbos,
Shabbos hayom laHashem, Shabbos hayom laHashem.
(T.T.T.O. Mikolos Mayim Rabim)
One peaceful Friday night,
The table decked in white.
The gloom and darkness of Golus
Seemed lost in the candlelight.
Entranced by the brilliant glare,
The young boy pondered and stared,
He dreamed of a world of Kedusha -
Where Shabbos is kept everywhere.
Chorus:
With Zemiros and learning, and bright candles burning,
My weekly nechama lifts up my Neshama -
For Shabos hayom laHashem -
We are so different from them.
We raise up our voices, the whole world rejoices.
Hashem elokeinu Shema koleinu.
With zeal and desire, each week we strive -
To keep this tradition alive.
Because we’re the Am Segulah -
An Am of Torah and Gedulah,
If only we’d all keep the Shabbos,
We’d surely bring the Geulah.
As the candles dwindle in size,
Teardrops form in my eyes.
A feeling of sadness surrounds me,
As the flame flickers and dies.
But a ray of hope still remains,
In a world filled with darkness and pain,
Each week, light will shine through the darkness -
And Shabbos Hamalkah will reign.
Chorus:
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 dancing 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
Chorus:
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 ecstasy
Next Shabbos came along, his feelings grew so strong
He first began to feel, that he belonged
(Chorus)
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 ‘round, 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
Mezuzah I Have A Mezuzah
I have a Mezuzah
I have a Mezuzah
On my door
On my door
And now, I will tell you
And now, I will tell you
What it’s for
What it’s for
To kiss the Mezuzah
To kiss the Mezuzah
Is my aim
Is my aim
For on it, is written
For on it, is written
Hashem’s name
Hashem’s name
I Ran Around The Corner
(T.T.T.O. Old McDonald)
Oh, I ran around the corner
And I ran around the block
And I ran right into a bakery shop
And I looked at the door
And, you know what I saw?
Right! A Mezuzah was on the door
So I stood proud
And I shouted loud
Yes, I’m in the Mezuzah crowd
We love Mezuzah (kiss, kiss)
When Chaim Comes Marching Home
When Chaim comes marching home each day
Horah, horah
He lifts his hand so he can touch the mezuza
He kisses the one in the living room
He kisses the one in the dinning room
He kisses the mezuza all around the house
It Happened Yom Kippur
(T.T.T.O. At the Foot of the Kosel—J.E.P.)
It happened Yom Kippur, as they were praying
A truck pulled up, the sergeant was saying
A war has broke out, we need all our men
To serve lima’an Hashem
Young Mottel turned ‘round to his father beside him
Father, advise me before I go fight them
Give me a bracha I should have hatzlacha
And let’s hope we’ll meet again
Oh, Mottel my son, do not be dejected
We have a Mezuzah, you’ll be protected
Set aside time during each day
To study His Torah and pray
Speak to our soldiers that will be with you
Teach them bichol dirochecho doe’hu
Hashem yishmor tzeischo, safe and secure
Until you’ll be with us once more
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