死亡

God filled with mercy,
dwelling in the heavens' heights,
bring proper rest
beneath the wings of your Shehinah,
amid the ranks of the holy and the pure,
illuminating like the brilliance of the skies
the souls of our beloved and our blameless
who went to their eternal place of rest.
May you who are the source of mercy
shelter them beneath your wings eternally,
and bind their souls among the living,
that they may rest in peace.
And let us say: Amen



还给我脸上的红晕和温暖的身体吧
我的心，我的眼的光芒
面包的香甜
歌的节拍
大地的丰盛和华美
祖国啊，我的祖国
用你的眼睛看着我
把我变成这苦难深渊里的一块圣骨
民族悲剧里的一章诗节
把我变成那座房子里的
一个玩具
一片砖瓦
我们的孩子将会返回家乡