כּוֹכָב אֲשֶׁר דָּרַךְ

A star that danced upon our door, Dimmed the night stars with its core. Like lightning in a dream it sped, Gripped our hearts, but from sight it fled. "Peace," it laughed just yesterday, "Can you catch my light? No way! Has the sun been trapped by hand? Like my light, it can't be manned." The myrtle's scent was blown away, Why think we chased it from our bay? Our mountains crumbled, turned to dust, In their ashes, in winds we trust. Before the world was shown to sight, We knew it, spoke in silent light. If time should come, and world in tow, Through our thoughts, they'll wander slow. I'll tease the days and mock their plea, They cry, "Who can hide us, who can it be?" Did you push us, without the might? Or did a stronger hand take flight? The prince, if not for your cloud's sweep, Would burn you with wrath deep. He swore, unyielding, to not let go, With a firm hand, he'll ease the woe. A treasure to our eyes, so dear, Yet to our taste, the bitterness is clear. Rest now, take and give, find your way, Turn the bitter night to joyful day. The world will sing your praise, be filled with cheer, And what remains, like silver, will appear. A treasure to our eyes, so dear, Yet to our taste, the bitterness is clear. Rest now, take and give, find your way, Turn the bitter night to joyful day. The world will sing your praise, be filled with cheer, And what remains, like silver, will appear. [Repeating the beginning as the end] A star that danced upon our door, Dimmed the night stars with its core. Like lightning in a dream it sped, Gripped our hearts, but from sight it fled.