LYRIC
RAIN- 8th Day- Composed by Shmuli Marcus- Tracht Gut
Wishes unspoken
Desires unknown
A child cries, in the darkness of her own,
She’s wishin’
she’s hopin’
dreamin’ of a time
just to feel a tear of joy.
So take this blessing from me
as your miracle is born
and the answer to your prayer shines tonight,
may the heavens swing open
let all your heart’s desires
rain down on you,
rain down on you.
CHORUS:
I lift my hands above your head
your miracles approachin’,
your tearful eye
never dry
yet behold the sunshine,
and soon
dancin’ to happy news.
Early to bed is early to rise,
you’ve seen bad
now you’re waitin’ for your prize,
But you’re broken
You’re shattered
life trembles below
and I know how you feel so alone.
So take this blessing from me
as your miracle is born
and the answer to your prayer shines tonight.
CHORUS:
I lift my hands above your head
your miracles approachin’,
your tearful eye
never dry
yet behold the sunshine,
and soon
we’ll all be dancin’ to happy news.
יְבָרֶכְךָ הַ’ וְיִשְׁמְרֶךָ yeah, yeah
,יָאֵר הַ’ פָּנָיו אֵלֶיךָ וִיחֻנֶּךָּ, יִשָּׂא
.הַ’ פָּנָיו אֵלֶיךָ, וְיָשֵׂם לְךָ שָׁלוֹם
CHORUS:
I lift my hands above your head
your miracles approachin’,
your tearful eye
never dry
yet behold the sunshine,
and soon
we’ll all be dancin’ to happy news.