מאמע רוחל (שיר)

With the rising sun on her wedding day
She raised her eyes to the heavens
And she thanked Hashem for the man of truth
With whom she would build a nation

But with nightfall came destiny betrayed
The veil concealing another
Yet her sister’s shame, not her shattered dreams
Took hold of her heart and her senses

Mama Rochel cry for us again
Won’t you shed a tear for your dear children?
If you raise your sweet voice now as then the day will come

Mama Rochel cry for us again
Won’t you shed a tear for your dear children?
Bi’zchutaich v'shavu vonim lig’vulom

In a roadside grave she was laid to rest
In solitude, forever
But her voice gave hope to the broken hearts
Of her daughters and sons bound for exile

When her plaintive cry gained divine consent
A challenge to her Maker
Can the mercy of mere flesh and blood
Run deeper then Yours, our Creator?

Mama Rochel cry for us again
Won’t you shed a tear for your dear children?
If you raise your sweet voice now as then the day will come

Mama Rochel cry for us again
Won’t you shed a tear for your dear children?
Bi’zchutaich v'shavu vonim lig’vulom

Now your voice is still as you heed the call
Of m’ni kolaich mi’bechi
It’s our Father’s will, He who made us all
Dare we ask of you to defy Him?

Yet a frightened child, numb from pain and grief
Remains forlorn and uncertain
Clinging to the faith that it can be heard
As it cries out to its mother