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Jerusalem Day
He will bring in his hands

Lyrics: Yoram Taharlev

Music: Yair Rosenblum

In our narrow street

There lives a strange carpenter

He sits in his shed

And does nothing

 

No-one comes to buy

And no-one visits

And for two years

He has not done any carpentry

And he carries one dream still in his heart…..

To build a chair for Elijah when he comes

He will bring in his hands

To Elijah the Prophet

And he sits and waits for him

For years he dreams that he will achieve it

He keeps his secret and waits for him….

When will that day come?

 

In our narrow street

There lives a strange cobbler

He sits in his shed

And does nothing

His shelves are empty

Covered in dust

For two years the secret has been exposed

And he dreams that he will sew the shoes

Over mountains the herald shall come

He will bring in his hands

To Elijah the Prophet

He sits and waits…

 

In Jerusalem there is

A man, who is really not young

Who has built a lot of houses

In every corner of the city

He knows every alleyway

Every street and every neighbourhood

He has built the entire city

For the past seventy years

And he dreams that like he has built the city

He will put the cornerstone on the Temple

He will bring in his hands

To Elijah the Prophet

And he sits…..

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