New Song Encourages Writing to the Rebbe

A new song written during Color War in Camp Gan Israel Detroit last summer conveys the importance of writing to the Rebbe not only in times of need but on a regular basis – and primarily to give good news.

The story is of a boy sitting down to write a letter to the Rebbe, and doubts start to fill his head about his writing’s relevance and importance to the Rebbe.

So he asks this question itself in his letter to the Rebbe. And that’s when it hits home.

Based on several letters and Sichos, “hame’chake” will take you on a sweeping journey above time and space to the essence of the connection between the Rebbe and a chosid.

A perfect song for a chassidishe farbrengen or just a “pashute mitvoch” (marei mekomos included)

AUDIO:
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Composed by: Shlomi Glazer and Arik Shemtov
Production and vocals: Ari Sossonkin
T.T.T.O. “My Dear Rebbe” by Yitzi Waldner and Benny Friedman

Ha’Mechakeh L’Besuros Tovos

Sitting in my bedroom, with a pen in hand
A letter to the Rebbe I do write

“Dear Rebbe please explain, I do not understand
Does it really matter that I wrote tonight

I’m not in a time of trouble, nor a time of need
Yet to you, this letter will be sent

I am but a child, from the millions you receive
It seems my letter, would be irrelevant”

CHORUS

For the Rosh Bnei Yisrael, our heart and mind
There is nothing insignificant, or outshined

Ha’Mechakeh L’Besuros Tovos
He is waiting to hear what’s new with me
For the Rosh Bnei Yisrael, the Roeh Ne’eman

It’s not my joy, but our joy, for we are one
Ha’Mechakeh L’Besuros Tovos

To him, there’s nothing more precious than me
Living with this mindset, my value in your eyes

Is the force and drive, in all I do
Beneath-an intimate connection, a deep commitment lies

You are relying on me to carry through
I feel your anticipation, to hear from me once more

With this I know, you’re with me all along
An open connection, I have never felt before
I can lift you up, through our bond so strong

CHORUS

For the Rosh Bnei Yisrael, our heart-and-mind
There is nothing insignificant, or outshined

Ha’Mechakeh L’Besuros Tovos
He is waiting to-hear what’s new with me

For the Rosh Bnei Yisrael, the Roeh Ne’eman
It’s not my joy, but our joy, for we are one

Ha’Mechakeh L’Besuros Tovos
To him there’s nothing more precious than me