A Song


Today I wanted to share a private story.

My son Yoav, wrote and composed a song, these are the words and lyrics of his song (translated by me).

It’s time to choose where to move on
And see the truth struggling out
We trembled for nothing if a way is not selected

There is no  high light overhead us
That directs our lives
Only we can be comforted with love

It’s time to choose a real love
Hide and run from the pain experienced 
What else is left for us except from counting sheep

There is no high light overhead us
That directs our lives
Only we can be comforted with love

For many years a man fall and rose
Many nights he doesn’t sleep
‘ll See you will find the way

There is no high light overhead us
That directs our lives
Only we can be comforted with love

It’s time to choose where to move.

More than a year ago he was enlisted to go to the military band after beeing auditioned and being pass many exams, with a low army profile because a health issue. (For a singer to be, this is an elite band to enroll to).

Having only 18 years old he decided that he will in fact take care of his health issue and alter his army profile in order to be enlisted to his army goal. Yesterday he went to the army for a long period of time.

I share his song with you and wish him well!

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4haZZDjcG_I

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