17 January 2021

Meir Ettinger 12/27/2020 – שִׁיר לַמִּרְדָּף

שִׁיר לַמִּרְדָּף

אָז הִכּוּ כֻּלָּם הָאֶגְרוֹף עַל חָזֶה / אֵיךְ יָדֵינוּ שָׁפְכוּ אֶת הַדָּם הַזֶּה? / וְהַנַּעַר כְּבָר לֹא יָכוֹל לַעֲנוֹת: / כִּי שְׁכַחְתֶּם אֶת הָאָרֶץ הַטּוֹבָה הַזֹּאת. || מאיר אטינגר

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27/12/2020


כִּנְפוֹל לִפְנֵי בְּנֵי עַוְלָה.

נָפַל דָּבָר בְּיִשְׂרָאֵל. נֶעֶשְׂתָה הַנְּבָלָה.

אָז לַדּוֹר הַבָּא יְסֻפַּר

אֵיךְ שָׁפְכוּ דָּם הַנַּעַר וְטִיְּחוּ בֶּעָפָר

 

לַדּוֹר הַבָּא יְסֻפַּר: אֵיךְ נִרְצַח נָעַר גִּבּוֹר וְאַמִּיץ.

בִּידֵי מִמְסַד מִתְנַכֵּר, שָׁפָל וְעָרִיץ.

וְיָבוֹא חֶשְׁבּוֹן עִם תַּלְיָן, שׁוֹפֵט, מַסִּית וְדַם-מֵתִיר.

עַל דַּם הַנַּעַר שֶׁנִּכְתַּב מֵרֹאשׁ עַל הַקִּיר.

 

אָז יְסֻפַּר אֵיךְ נִרְצַח נָעַר אוֹהֵב הָאָרֶץ לִשְׁמָהּ

לוֹחֵם מִלְחַמְתָּהּ, לְשֵׁם קְדֻשַּׁת רִגְבֵי אַדְמָתָהּ.

וְחָרֵד לִכְבוֹדָם שֶׁלֹּא יְחֻלְּלוּ וְיִמָּסְרוּ לְזָרִים

בְּלַהַט  קִנְאָה הַשָּׁמוּר לְאַהֲבַת נְעוּרִים

 

אָז יָשִׁירוּ שִׁיר לַמִּרְדָּף עַל הָרַב שֶׁגִּנָּה וְהַהוּא שֶׁנָּזַף

וְשׁוֹטֵר שֶׁתָּקַף וְקַלְגַּס שֶׁהָרַס, וְנָעַר קָטַן שֶׁאֵת גַּבּוֹ זָקַף

וְהִמְשִׁיךְ בְּעֹז, לְהַחֲזִיק הַמָּעוֹז כְּשֶׁנִּרְדָּף וְנִרְדָּף

וְנִרְדָּף וְנִרְדָּף, עַד שֶׁנִּקְטַף, וְאֶל אַדְמָתָהּ נֶאְסָף.

 

כְּשֶׁמֵּאָחוֹר שְׁטוּף שִׂנְאָה מוּסָת וּמוּדָח אֶת הֲרֶכֶב נָגַח

וְדָמוֹ הַטָּהֹר עַל אֶרֶץ קְדוֹשָׁה נִגָּר וְנִשְׁפָּךְ

וְנָפַל הַדָּבָר, וְקָם וְהָיָהאָח אֶת הַנַּעַר רָצַח!

שֶׁשָּׁכַב בַּשָּׂדֶה, שָׂם מֻשְׁלָךְ וְנִשְׁכַּח וְנִשְׁכָּח

 

אָז הִכּוּ כֻּלָּם הָאֶגְרוֹף עַל חָזֶה

אֵיךְ יָדֵינוּ שָׁפְכוּ אֶת הַדָּם הַזֶּה?

וְהַנַּעַר כְּבָר לֹא יָכוֹל לַעֲנוֹת:

כִּי שְׁכַחְתֶּם אֶת הָאָרֶץ הַטּוֹבָה הַזֹּאת



As a fall before the sons of iniquity.


A thing fell on Israel. The scoundrel became.


Then the next generation will be told


How the boy's blood was shed and plastered with dirt


 


The next generation will be told: how a brave and brave boy was murdered.


In the hands of an alienating, degrading and tyrannical establishment.


And an account shall come with the executioner, the judge, the instigator and the permissible blood.


On the blood of the boy written from head to toe on the wall.


 


Then he will tell how a boy who loves the land was killed for her name.


A warrior from her war, for the sanctity of the rugs of her land.


And fear for their honor that they will not be defiled and handed over to strangers


In the heat of jealousy reserved for the love of youth


 


Then they will sing a song to the persecution of the rabbi who condemned and the one who rebuked


And a policeman who attacked and a garment that he destroyed, and a little boy whose back he erected


And continued with the goat, to hold the stronghold when persecuted and persecuted


And he was persecuted and persecuted, until he was gathered, and was gathered to his land.


 


When the rear is flooded with agitated hatred and knocks the vehicle down


And his pure blood shall be poured out upon the holy land, and shall be poured out.


And the thing fell, and rose up and was - brother murdered the boy!


That you lie in the field, there you are thrown away and forgotten and forgotten


 


Then everyone's punch on the chest


How did our hands shed this blood?


And the boy can no longer answer:


Because you forgot this good land


 

1 comment:

Gavriela Dvorah said...

So powerful. Thanks for posting. I've fallen behind with this good work. Need to get the blog going again. Shavua tov.