The Rabbi At The Gates Of Prague

The Rabbi at the Gates of Prague - Beau

The age-old Rabbi dreamed his dream

Throughout the night of troubled sleep

Of gold and silver buried deep

Inside the clay outside the keep

And under the pillars

Of the gates of Prague

Under the pillars

Of the gates of Prague

Across a barren land he came

Through frontiers

That were cold and chill

Until he saw upon a hill

A soldier trained to maim and kill

Guarding the pillars

Of the gates of Prague

Guarding the pillars

Of the gates of Prague

It took a lifetime to explain

The wherefore of his journey west

But nothing moved the iron breast

And laughter echoed from the jest

Between the pillars

Of the gates of Prague

Between the pillars

Of the gates of Prague

"Such faith in you you foolish Jew

Are you " he asked in disbelief

"A fool or but a common thief

There is no gold or silver leaf

Beneath the pillars

Of the gates of Prague

Beneath the pillars

Of the gates of Prague

"I dreamed a dream " he mocked the sage

"Of some old Rabbi from the East

Who found a royal crown at least

Beneath his door before a feast "

So scoffed the soldier

At the gates of Prague

So scoffed the soldier

At the gates of Prague

The old man turned against the cold

To face the barren waste ahead

Yet faster came his weary tread

When thinking what that soldier said

Beside the pillars

Of the gates of Prague

Beside the pillars

Of the gates of Prague

Upon the day of Yom Kippur

The Rabbi dug deep in the ground;

And there beneath his door he found

The diadem that David crowned

And a light still burns

Above the gates of Prague

Burns for the Rabbi

At the gates of Prague

A light still burns

Above the gates of Prague

Burns for the Rabbi

At the gates of Prague