I wish I had a son A little boy Bright, with black curly hair. I would take his hand in mine And stroll slowly, slowly Through the garden... Little boy. Uri, I'd call him My Uri! How gentle and clear this tiny name A glimmer of joy For my little boy, Uri, I'd call him Uri, I'd call. But I am still bitter as Rachel I am still praying as Hannah in Shiloh, I am still waiting for him. I will Wait.
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