Im Telech

As you go, hold me like this
Who will hear me at the end of the day
Who will comfort and be proud
Only you know

And if you go, who will wait for me in the hall
In a holiday dress
That will arrive, hold me like this
As you reach

When you go to the sun's counsel
In the golden field, morning and evening
The moon will light my face
Dreams all day about you

And when you come
Take me with both hands
From the table to the river
Wash my face and tell me words
That only you know