On Dads, Parts II and I

B"H

An update on me and dad-ness, from Aviel's and my civil wedding ceremony today:

Barukh haShem!

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Fathers Song

Aba my lonely wolf
Aba my charge of a right man
Aba my lungs are full
For the right all the right can
Aba my wildling gray
Aba my banner for the fight
Aba how can I say
You could better than be right?

I don't see why don't I
You don't see eye-to-eye
You fear you are dying
So do I

Aba my dear old man
Aba my sport in the man's den
Aba my heart can't stand
To see it all again
Aba my cause to shout
Aba my image afrightening
Aba for spitting out
And letting the right be

You don't see why don't I
I don't see eye to eye
We weren't made for dying
We were made to
Lielalie, lalie, yielielie ...

Aba my dear old wolf
Aba my hope in the man's den
Aba my eyes are full
For you to become them
Aba my cause to pray
Aba my promise afrightening
Aba my charge to stay
Forever a wolfling

You don't see why don't I
I don't see eye to eye
We'll just go on dying
Until the day we
Lielalie, lalie, yielielie ...

His father was dying
His father is dying
My father is dying
We'll all go on dying
And dying
Until the day we
Lielalie, lalie, yielielie ...

[I'll post a recording as soon as I am able to get some studio time.]