Text after Shmerke Kaczerginski
With sadness in my heart
I make a toast
With Autumn in my eyes
I sing to you
You should come home
Please come home
In an age of guilt
I too am not pure
I beg for your mercy
Do not come too late
You should come home
Please come home
Trees dance in forests
Stars dance in heaven
I spin in the middle
Hear my song my prayer
You should come home
Please come home
