Above, the moon is watching. On my back, a small bag of food. Beneath me, the desert is endless, And my mother promises my young brothers: Just a little more, a little further, We’ll pick up our feet; Our last effort before we come to Jerusalem The moon stays bright. Our bag of food is gone the desert is endless; The jackals howl, And my mother promises my young brother
Such a beautiful touching song, we are learning about this song in class, do you have any links that would teach me about this journey? thank you
97nglamour 9 months ago
Just a little more, a little further,
The dream will come true,
In a little while we’ll reach the land of Israel.
In the moonlight I see my mother’s face,
Looking at me. ‘Mother, don’t leave me.’
If she were only with me
She would be able to convince them
That I’m a Jew.
Just a little more, a little further…
news4lifejrnlst 1 year ago
Just a little more, a little further,
We’ll soon be saved
We won’t stop walking until we reach the land of Israel.
At night, robbers attacked
With knives and sharp swords.
My mother bled in the desert,
And with the Moon as my witness,
I promised my young brothers:
news4lifejrnlst 1 year ago
news4lifejrnlst 1 year ago