We Remember
Shema yisroel hadonay eloheynu
Hadonay ehad
By the wagons
Over bars, under locks
Hiding out in invisible air
Only pale gold stars
On the chest keep on burning with yellow
Even faithless would raise their eyes
To the furious heaven...
In the moans...
We're loosing our senses and hopes
From ignorance and fear
By the time we arrived
All the things became perfectly clear
When the guards in the boots
Shouted out unforgettable phrases
By the wagons!
I have to assume
We turn into fume
We fly to the sky
To stay under the moon...
I have to assume
We turn into fume
We fly to the sky
To stay under the moon...
We turn into fume...
Down the roads
Breaking over the rocks
Without shoes I keep going on further
Only miles away I hear child
That is calling his mother
And the millions of men
In a moment turn into fire
In a moment the millions of us
Turn up into a fire...
Evermore their names
Stay inside our hearts like a fire...
Into a fire...
I have to assume
We turn into fume
We fly to the sky
To stay under the moon...
I have to assume
We turn into fume
We fly to the sky
To stay under the moon...
By the wagons...
In the moans...
Down the roads...
El Male Rahamim.
Hadonay ehad
By the wagons
Over bars, under locks
Hiding out in invisible air
Only pale gold stars
On the chest keep on burning with yellow
Even faithless would raise their eyes
To the furious heaven...
In the moans...
We're loosing our senses and hopes
From ignorance and fear
By the time we arrived
All the things became perfectly clear
When the guards in the boots
Shouted out unforgettable phrases
By the wagons!
I have to assume
We turn into fume
We fly to the sky
To stay under the moon...
I have to assume
We turn into fume
We fly to the sky
To stay under the moon...
We turn into fume...
Down the roads
Breaking over the rocks
Without shoes I keep going on further
Only miles away I hear child
That is calling his mother
And the millions of men
In a moment turn into fire
In a moment the millions of us
Turn up into a fire...
Evermore their names
Stay inside our hearts like a fire...
Into a fire...
I have to assume
We turn into fume
We fly to the sky
To stay under the moon...
I have to assume
We turn into fume
We fly to the sky
To stay under the moon...
By the wagons...
In the moans...
Down the roads...
El Male Rahamim.
Credits
Writer(s): Dmitry Zakon, Stas Volsky
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