Noam writesSome days this captures the mood.
How do you know / Tzipporah
In a dream of a dark room lit by candlelight
In an empty house in the dead of night
My ancestors came to me one by one
Slowly, they came into view
Familiar faces, faces that were new
Recent and from times long gone
Some had dark skin, some had skin that was light
Some wore ‘hatan’ some had ‘peyot’
They asked what troubled my mind
I told them what had become of my home
And I said, “How do you know when it’s time to leave?
What are the signs that you need to flee?
How do you find the strength to leave your home
And everything you’ve ever known?
How do you know when it’s time to leave?”
- from the album Tales of the Diaspora
Mordko
