It's leil Shabbos Kodesh, he wanders on in
Stands in the back as the tefillos begin
The mystical words of Lecha Dodi
There's something about that sweet melody
Invited for dinner, zemiros they sing
Infusing his soul with the joy that they bring
Closing his eyes, his heart starts to soar
Perhaps we can sing that sweet song once more?
,לְכָה דוֹדִי לִקְרַאת כַּלָּה
.פְּנֵי שַׁבָּת נְקַבְּלָה
They asked him, "Who are you
And where were you born?"
"Ramallah's my home but inside I feel torn
I was taught to hate Jews, to hurt and to maim
But I felt a connection I could not explain
"With anger and fury, thrown out of my home
Confused and forsaken, I left there alone
But I feel something strange here,"
His voice fills the room
And over and over he's singing this tune
,לְכָה דוֹדִי לִקְרַאת כַּלָּה
.פְּנֵי שַׁבָּת נְקַבְּלָה
Returned to my mother to say my goodbyes
She told me the truth with tears in her eyes
"I was taken by force. We're Jewish – Now run!
Here's a picture to treasure
It's where you come from."
They gathered and stared at the photo he held
An image of his grandfather's grave it beheld
R' Shlomo Alkabetz, his kever in Tzfas
Who wrote Lecho Dodi, we sing leil Shabbos
,לְכָה דוֹדִי לִקְרַאת כַּלָּה
.פְּנֵי שַׁבָּת נְקַבְּלָה
