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The Brutal Murder of an Innocent Jewish Family, Haunts Me Night and Day

Posted by Zamir Ben Etzioni on April 11, 2011

The brutal murder of an innocent Jewish family, while they slept peacefully in bed, haunts me every day and night.  I wish that I had not read the early descriptions of Hadas, the 3 month old baby, whose fists were tightly clenched when his young body was discovered.  His last thought, on leaving this earth, was a nightmare.  Yet we must remember this crime, not only so these innocents will not have died in vain, but so that we can remember what these Arab criminals, who control Fatah and Hamas, would like to do to every living Jew.   Remember also, that “moderate” P.A. head Abbas, although he briefly and perfunctorily condemned the crime, immediately, in the same speech, blamed Israel for building apartments on “disputed” land as the cause for slitting the throats of two harmless adults and three innocent Jewish babies.

This Song Commemorates the Fogel Family, and Salutes the Surviving Daughter . Popular Israeli singer Amir Benayun  got together with the children’s choir of Itamar and recorded with them a special song, which he composed for the observance of 30 days since five members of the Fogel family were murdered by terrorists in their Itamar home on March 11.The song is called “Hitna’ari” (Shake yourself free), a phrase taken from the L’cha Dodi prayer sung on Friday evenings and which was used by Yochai Ben Yishai, brother of victim Ruth Fogel, during his eulogy at the funeral. The song is dedicated to the Fogels’ daughter, Tamar Fogel, who survived the terror attack.

One of the members of the choir was 11-year-old Yoav Fogel, brother of Tamar and one of those killed in the attack. The choir has been renamed Pirchei Yoav (Yoav’s flowers) in his memory.

Lyrics (translated from Hebrew):

You are tired

Two thousand reasons to cry

You are sad

There is no drought year from tears

You are desperate

When you try to just talk

You become silent

When you have no brother, when you have no friend.. Shake yourself free,

rise from the dust

Dress in your garments of splendor

I am a grain of sand

I passed with you all your wanderings

Shake yourself free and live in your blood

You are tired And must stay and guard

You are sad

You did not want to be a hero at all

You do not give up

Even when there is no house to go back toYou insist

And scream and whisper a prayer

Shake yourself free, rise from the dust

Dress in your garments of splendor

I am a grain of sandI passed with you all your wanderings

Shake yourself free and live in your blood

 

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