The Official Jewish Songbook
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- Those First Impressions
- A Little Village
- Time Moves On
- Lying In A Cell Of Stone
- We March Towards Yerusholayim
- Teach Me Father
- A Small Tree Grows
Memories of Times Ago(T.T.T.O. Ki Onu Amecha) Memories of times ago, stirring the strings of my soul Awakening my spirit, which lied so very still Thinking of my cradle, my mother rocking me Humming a lullaby, a Chossidish melody.
Today, those impressions in my heart I find Those first impressions, etched deep in my mind Today, those impressions in my heart I find. On Shabbos afternoon, in a corner all alone My father would daven, his words filled with song. Those First ImpressionsIn the shul of Lubavitch, together we would stand Father and son, side by side, hand in hand I would look up to the Rebbe, our teacher, our guide My eyes welled up with tears, and I began to cry. Although then I was young, and did not understand These memories inspire me, wherever I am These are the memories stored in my mind They revive my spirit and make my soul alive. A Little VillageA little village, nestled in the mountains Where very little happens all year round And there lived a small Jewish family A life that is peaceful, safe and sound. Their only son, Isaac, was their pride and joy A nicer child than him, you’ll rarely see But Yiddishkeit was not on their agenda He had no idea of how a Jew should be. It happened, that two bochurim paid a visit one day Isaac sat, absorbing all they said And in the few short hours that together they had A warm impression on the boy, they left. His glowing face, expressing his sincerity To his parents, the young boy would always plead Let me teach you everything they taught me To Yiddishkeit, his parents he did lead. Time Moves OnTime moves on, as I grow older, so much yet to learn Roads not taken, dreams forsaken, which way now? Guide me teach me, you can reach me Firm yet smiling eyes Help me build a better tomorrow.
Time moves on, as I grow older, molded by your hands Teach me show me, you who know me Show me how to live So that I may find a better tomorrow.
Yet at dusk the promise of another morning It’s the promise that you’ll never be alone - no one to lead Vizorach Hashemesh - tomorrow has begun, today. Lying In A Cell Of StoneLying in a cell of stone A young Russian boy is alone Shma Yisroel, he does cry Hashem, save me, don’t let me die Not knowing much of his faith He relies on his chinuch to date Padisa oisi Hashem keil emes There is no ‘cause for distress Bereaved and ashamed, what can be done My vow of negel vasser will come undone But with Krias Shma before Linah I can surely hope for shemirah Oh yes, Hashem, to You I shall cleave In Your great powers I believe True redemption is no lore The only goal worth living for We March Towards YerusholayimWe march towards Yerusholayim Along the road the Rebbe paved We devote ourselves to education Chinuch Zulaso is our foremost aim Victory is on our horizons We’re an example for all those who look on Kisheyafutzu ma’ayonosecho chutzo That’s what will make Moshiach come Standing tall, we show them all It’s quite a job we have to do Educate your Jewish mate Let’s move on, we’ll see this Golus through Teach Me FatherEvery Friday night dad made kiddush on the wine And five year old Ronney would watch him every time What is the meaning behind the words you said I’ll tell you son tomorrow, now it’s off to bed He’d go to dad to shul every single day And Ronney used to stand and watch the people pray What is the reason behind the things we do I’ll tell you son tomorrow, now you’re off to school Chorus: Teach me teach me father, about the things we do Teach me teach me father, like to spend some time with you I’d really like to Ronney, believe me when I say I’m gonna make some time for you and me one day
Don’t quite understand the things that he’d been told Couldn’t ask the Rebbi, afraid it didn’t sound right Couldn’t ask his dad, working late again that night Before his Bar-Mitzvah tefilin he did find With a note from the secretary that his Dad has signed I’d love to show you how to put them on my son But I’m going out of town sure in shul you’ll find someone Chorus: When Ronney was sixteen he had an inner fight About G-d, truth, wrong or right Looked for Dad at home he was nowhere to be seen Called him at his office got the answering machine Dad came into the office good morning he does say To the secretary any messages to day Yes, Mr. Cohen, there is just one Perhaps you’d like to hear it, I think it’s from your son Father tells the boss, I’m leaving early today What about that meeting with a frown the boss does say Sorry yes I know this may cost me my advance But I must spend time with my son while I still have the chance A Small Tree Grows(T.T.T.O. Nachamu Ami—Tzlil V’zemer I) A small tree grows, it’s immature Yet raised with so much care For these young years will set the way The fate of its life does lie here
Owned by the Nossi Hador With devotion and care to young children With his love, in the Cheder they grow How lucky I am, that I chose to be here In the Rebbe’s Cheder, never elsewhere With pride I stand, as the Rebbe guides me In his Chinuch I’ll grow, his Chossid I’ll be In Cheder Chabad, he’s instilled in my heart A connection that never can part In Cheder Chabad, he’s instilled in my heart A connection that never can part Download 0.87 Mb. Share with your friends:
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