I’m Not Going Back…

I want to be righteous, my brother, Foundation of the World 

Our Rebbi Nachman will show me 

You said you could make me like you  

Then, Rabbeinu, come and make me just like you, and without anguish 

I want to always be a tzaddik – until 120 

I keep praying, and keep waiting here 

I am staying in Jerusalem and not going back to the streets 

I’m not going back to the streets (4x) 

Come, Rebbi, like sheep to the slaughter, I’m here 

Cold, and hands tied behind me with handcuffs and into the pit 

Rebbi, Light, Rebbi, I will not stop, Rebbi, come and pray for me 

I insist that you help me, see my will 

I’m not to blame that my father was not the Baal Shem Tov from Mezibuz 

Because you said, Rebbi, that it is also possible to be like you if you want, and you wouldn’t lie 

I want to be a tzaddik, Foundation of the World 

I want to always see you in front of my eyes 

I also want to see Rebbi Shimon Bar-Yochai 

I want to see you and serve Hashem with happiness because 

I want to be a tzaddik, Foundation of the World 

Our Rebbi Nachman will show me 

You said you could make me like you, then,  

Rabbeinu, come and make me just like you, and without anguish 

I want to always be righteous until 120 

I keep praying, and keep waiting here 

I am staying in Jerusalem and not going back to the streets 

I’m not going back to the streets (4x) 

Come, Rebbi, this is sweet to me 

No, Abba, they’re telling me to come 

They are drunk with lust and sleeping pills 

They’re like a silly child with a dish of candy 

Colorful on the outside, full of poison on the inside 

Let me get up early at night 

And go there – to the field or in a room 

To shout to you that I too I want dominion over all the angels 

I’m the King’s son or what my friends call me “imagined” 

And they do not understand that I am part of You 

I’m not just a son, I’m part of “Elyon” 

And if You don’t give to me, then to whom? 

Abba, what do I want? 

I want to be a tzaddik, my brother, Foundation of the World 

Our Rebbi Nachman will show me 

You said you could make me like you, then,  

Rabbeinu, come and make me just like you, and without anguish 

I want to always be a tzaddik – until 120 

I keep praying, and keep waiting here 

I am staying in Jerusalem and not going back to the streets 

I’m sorry, grandmother, I’m sorry, grandmother 

You gave me a lot but it’s too hard for me 

I’m not going back to the neighborhood, to Edom  

Grandmother, I’m not leaving Jerusalem 

I’m not going back to the streets (4x)