The sky was sunny, a sea of blue –
A seamless picture with the perfect view.
Then jets fly above, a deafening roar –
Eretz Yirsoel in midst of a war.
A father and mother, with two of their boys
Laughing and playing till they heard the noise.
High up above, preparing to fight –
Our brothers in battle, Klal Yisroel unite.
Each and every Yid is a link in a chain –
Areivim zeh l’zeh, it’s how we remain.
Looking down from heaven, each one makes Him smile –
He may not be your own but he’s still Someone’s Child.
Standing nearby, they see a woman cry.
They approach her and ask, “Can you tell us why?
Is your child at war? What is it – what’s wrong?”
They try to console her, to help her be strong.
“No it’s not my son who has gone to fight –
See, I know that my child – he will be alright.”
She pointed to heaven; through her tears she smiled –
“It may not be mine, but it’s still someones child.”
Each and every Yid is a link in a chain –
Areivim zeh l’zeh, it’s how we remain.
Looking down from heaven, each one makes Him smile –
He may not be your own but he’s still Someone’s Child.
A gentle word, perhaps a warm embrace –
Let us bring joy to that child’s face.
We must care for them all, each daughter and son –
For all of G-d’s children belong to someone.
Each and every Yid is a link in a chain –
Areivim zeh l’zeh, it’s how we remain.
Looking down from heaven, each one makes Him smile –
He may not be your own but he’s still Someone’s Child.
A seamless picture with the perfect view.
Then jets fly above, a deafening roar –
Eretz Yirsoel in midst of a war.
A father and mother, with two of their boys
Laughing and playing till they heard the noise.
High up above, preparing to fight –
Our brothers in battle, Klal Yisroel unite.
Each and every Yid is a link in a chain –
Areivim zeh l’zeh, it’s how we remain.
Looking down from heaven, each one makes Him smile –
He may not be your own but he’s still Someone’s Child.
Standing nearby, they see a woman cry.
They approach her and ask, “Can you tell us why?
Is your child at war? What is it – what’s wrong?”
They try to console her, to help her be strong.
“No it’s not my son who has gone to fight –
See, I know that my child – he will be alright.”
She pointed to heaven; through her tears she smiled –
“It may not be mine, but it’s still someones child.”
Each and every Yid is a link in a chain –
Areivim zeh l’zeh, it’s how we remain.
Looking down from heaven, each one makes Him smile –
He may not be your own but he’s still Someone’s Child.
A gentle word, perhaps a warm embrace –
Let us bring joy to that child’s face.
We must care for them all, each daughter and son –
For all of G-d’s children belong to someone.
Each and every Yid is a link in a chain –
Areivim zeh l’zeh, it’s how we remain.
Looking down from heaven, each one makes Him smile –
He may not be your own but he’s still Someone’s Child.
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