Nurit

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The song is a moving lament in memory of a beloved sister, Nurit, who passed away at the age of sixty. It describes the pain of loss, her love and generosity in her life, and the sense of emptiness left behind The recurring chorus emphasizes the silence she left in the world with her passing, and the memory that remains as a prayer Despite death, the song promises that Nurit will remain alive in the hearts of her loved ones — as an eternal blessing

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Chorus
My little sister, Nurit, has passed away,
And the world stood still — as her soul slipped away.
Nothing now feels whole or right,
No light remains around her bright,
Only memory holds her near,
Like a quiet prayer, sincere.

Verse 1
Nurit, my sister, you left at sixty years,
A cruel disease took you — with no room for tears.
A woman kind and true, to your husband, all the skies,
To your children, mother dear — with love that never dies.

Verse 2
You always gave your all, without a thought for gain,
You loved without a fence — through joy and even pain.
A sister full of grace, a heart that always beams,
You brought light and peace,
You were there through silent screams.

Chorus
My little sister, Nurit, has passed away,
And the world stood still — as her soul slipped away.
Nothing now feels whole or right,
No light remains around her bright,
Only memory holds her near,
Like a quiet prayer, sincere.

Verse 3
Your children carry songs you sang each morning’s start,
Soft kisses on their cheeks — like light and notes of heart.
Without you, colors fade, the canvas turns to gray,
But in our hearts you’ll always stay — a blessing here to stay.

Verse 4
Your soul is bound in life’s eternal chain,
In Heaven you shall rest — free of grief and pain.
Your memory shall light our way — a candle burning still,
Blessed be your name, dear Nurit — beyond all time and will.

Chorus
My little sister, Nurit, has passed away,
And the world stood still — as her soul slipped away.
Nothing now feels whole or right,
No light remains around her bright,
Only memory holds her near,
Like a quiet prayer, sincere.

 

 

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