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The Wail

It seems a cry defined the night

A cry that was in vain

As spies came back and told of woe

Evoking so much pain

And from the Heavens

Did resound

A cry to all their ears

You cried for naught

You foolish folk

But now you’ll have real tears

And from that day

Some thousands back

Until this very day

We hear the cries

Eternally

It is the price we pay

 

The cries of fathers way back then

Who told their kin goodbye

The desert dust

Would be their home

Forever they would lie

 

The cries of Babylonians

Whose shrieks would pierce the night

The cries of Beitar’s murdered young

Who suffered dire plight

 

The whoops of Roman legionaries 

Who set our House aflame

The cries of the chained

Sons of kings

Paraded now in shame

 

The neighs of horses raising legs

Crusaders old and young

The cries, “You killed our savior”

The god they claim we hung

 

The cackle of the flames

That rose from the ill-famed

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The cry of Shema

Upon the lips

Of all who passed that way

 

The cry of Cossacks

Though the years

Across the eastern plains

Our cries in turn

Of captive men

Led away in chains

 

The cries that came from showers

Laced with Zyklon B

Of Shema and Ani Maamin

That cry eternally

 

And now the cries of sirens

Of rockets in the air

Of news of bochurim kidnapped

The cry of endless fear

 

When will the cry of our folk

Turn silent not from fright

When cries of joy

Displace the wails

Of that old fateful night

 

And then in unison

We’ll shout

A cry to pierce the sky

Across the world

They’ll hear us sing

In knowing every “why”

 

A cry we sing in unison

Once again as one

A cry of joy this timea

Moshiach as our lead

Will cry

On to Yerushalayim