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Jul 15, 2010
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L U L L A B Y by : ITZHAK BAREKET .
...after mother ' s death,
after the funeral services
and all the other ritual and civilian duties
i came back home , alone .
my good neighbour ,mister Printz ,
prepared for me the traditional meal.
i tried to get some sleep ,
but after a very short time
i woked up , wet , covered
all my body coled sweat .
i ' ve got a call... an emergency one...
" I have to go now , immediately , in the middle of night
to the cemetery , to run , to open
the grave , to see , how is she now ... "
could be that she needs me....
may be she want to do something for her
i don ' t know exactly what....
but , perhaps she needs more light ?...more heat ?
i really don' t know.... don't know
what shall i do....what can i do ....?
now....it seems to me that i found it...i got it!
she want me to sing.....to sing for her the lullaby song ,
that she used to sing for me .
when i was her's little first born boy ,
and i cried ,
cause i was scared
to sleep alone....
after the funeral services
and all the other ritual and civilian duties
i came back home , alone .
my good neighbour ,mister Printz ,
prepared for me the traditional meal.
i tried to get some sleep ,
but after a very short time
i woked up , wet , covered
all my body coled sweat .
i ' ve got a call... an emergency one...
" I have to go now , immediately , in the middle of night
to the cemetery , to run , to open
the grave , to see , how is she now ... "
could be that she needs me....
may be she want to do something for her
i don ' t know exactly what....
but , perhaps she needs more light ?...more heat ?
i really don' t know.... don't know
what shall i do....what can i do ....?
now....it seems to me that i found it...i got it!
she want me to sing.....to sing for her the lullaby song ,
that she used to sing for me .
when i was her's little first born boy ,
and i cried ,
cause i was scared
to sleep alone....
— itzhak bareket, Jul 15, 2010
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Candlewitch
15 years 10 months ago
Dear itzhak bareket