Bal Shem Tov in the Mountains
by Ber Horovitz
And I tell you my little Hannah
this hut is my most beautiful home
Fine gold __________________
not a plain clay wagon . .
And I tell you my little Hannah;
this yellow heap of flour
is the best under the sky
none better…
And I tell you my little Hannah
Nowhere in the entire world
is there a rich man who could buy
even part of my nakhess* for gold.
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* Nakhess is the special joy
given to parents by children.