GOING FAR AWAY

Going far away, our hearts remain in Yemen
Leaving memories of centuries in Yemen
Who can light the spark that made us dance in unity
No one else can understand our music in it’s beauty

My mother said, Grandmother said
Ya be ye – Ya be ye!
My father said, Grandfather said
Ya be ye – Ya be ye!

We always stayed together – never alone
I melted gold and silver , hammered it flat
Cross-legged, carving figures, on a straw mat
Peace everyone, may G-d be with you
(and watch yourselves, protect yourselves)
Peace everyone, our thoughts are with you
(and keep yourselves from harm)
peace everyone, remember Yemen
(we wish you all a journey safe)
To Jerusale – And good luck, and good luck, and good luck!

Hold our tradition and cherish it well
Remember our family, our stories you’ll tell
My mother said … Hold on, hold on, hold on fast
Remember, remember our past
Yemen, our home , our song
Remember our people, our?

I stood beside my mother, stirring a stew
And when it bubbled over, she stirred it, too
Outside in our garden herbs we would plan
Picked them, then dried and crushed them in our hands

Peace everyone…
Hold our tradition …
My mother aid …

Interlude
Going far away, our hearts remain in Yemen
Leaving memories of centuries in Yemen
Who can light the spark that makes us dance in unity
No one else can understand our music in its beauty

We never lose the bond of a Yemen family
Yemenites we always were – Yemenites we’ll always be
We never lose the spark of a Yemen family
Yemenites we always were = Yemenites we’ll always be