paroles de chanson Tatte - Live - Yaakov Shwekey
By
the
ancient
cave
- of
Ir
Chevron
You'll
see
a
man
- standing
all
alone.
As
the
tears
stream
down
his
face,
This
is
my
hope,
my
request.
Where
our
forefathers
rest.
For
our
father
Avrohom
- Aneinu
Bizchus
Yitschok
and
Yaakov
- I
beg
of
You.
And
in
the
zchus
all
of
the
heiligeh
Mamas,
He
pours
out
his
soul.
To
our
father
in
heaven.
Oh
my
father,
my
dear
Father,
The
anguish
of
your
children
knows
no
end.
Reach
out
to
us
with
Your
helping
hand.
Oh
my
father,
my
dear
father,
How
much
can
more
Klal
Yisroel
take?
Remember
chasdei
avos
for
our
sake.
We
are
your
children
Avrohom,
Yitzchok,
and
Yaakov.
Won't
you
carry
our
prayers
to
the
one
above?
As
the
tears
stream
down
his
face,
This
is
my
hope,
my
request.
Where
were
our
forefathers
rests.
Oh
my
father,
my
dear
Father,
The
anguish
of
your
children
knows
no
end.
Reach
out
to
us
with
your
helping
hand,
Oh
my
Father,
my
dear
Father,
How
much
more
can
Klal
Yisroel
take,
Remember
chasdei
avos
for
our
sake.
Oh
my
children,
my
dear
children.
I've
kept
every
precious
tear
you've
ever
shed.
You
will
be
redeemed
leolam
voed.
Every
heartfelt
tefiloh,
Will
bring
closer
the
Geulah
Vezocher
Chasdei
avos.
Tatte
Tatte.
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