Song of Songs
B"H
Show me your face
Tell me a story
I'll take my place
You stand before me
How, in another life
You looked in my eyes
And saw someone
Showed me your face
And told me it's mine I love
Show me your face
Don't mind my ego
Just here to graze
The rosebed that we go
Down to another life
You looked in my eyes
And saw a star
Showed me your face
And told me it's mine I love
I'll hide in the work of art
Where I'll ply my broken heart to find
Nie nie nie nie nie
Nie nie nie nie nie nie nie nie nie
You looking at me
Staring right at me
Perfume this place
Take me right back before
In another life
You looked in my eyes
And saw the sun
Showed me my face
And told me it's yours I love
I'll hide in the work of art
Where I'll ply my broken heart to find
Nie nie nie nie nie
Nie nie nie nie nie nie nie nie nie
You looking at me
Show me your face
Paint my self-portrait
You take my place
Stare down the sun for it
So, in another life
You'll look in my eyes
And see someone
Show me your face
Tell me it's mine to
Show me your face
Tell me it's yours to
Show me my face
Tell me it's mine to love.
Nissan 5765 -- (c) Joel Rothschild
I think I will open my forthcoming album with this song. That means I should have a recording available in a few weeks, B"H.
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By Soferet, at 7:12 PM
It really is a song of all the songs. Gorgeous and adequately wholesome.
By kyla, at 7:33 PM
And “so Moses will sing” (Ex. 15:1) Our wise ones of blessed memory said (Sanhedrin 91b), It is not written “Sing” but rather “He will sing.” We learn that from this moment until the end of days, Moses will sing. All songs, whether they be of this world or the world to come, [have their source] in Moses’s songs, and Moses is the aspect of silence. He merited to sing that which belongs to the highest faith, higher than everything, and this song includes all songs, because every song flows forth from the song of faith.
R' Nachman of Bretslov
By Yoel Natan, at 7:43 PM
BS"D
So nothing is discernable, one from the other. There is no singular unique quality differentiating.
By Soferet, at 12:18 PM