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A Friday Night Song
Lyrics: Yehudah Amichai
Music: Moshe Wilensky
Shall you come to me tonight
Laundry has already dried in the yard.
A war that has never had enough,
is now waging elsewhere
and roads return endlessly
alone as a horse with no rider
and the house is closed in the evening
with the good and the bad within.
And we new very well, that the border is
near and we are not allowed there.
My father prayed: And the land and all of its hosts are completed.
The army and the land have darkened;
soon the light shall go out.
The commandment the heavens had begun to fulfil -
once again, the years must complete.
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