I cry over these.
Pain upon pain and sorrow upon sorrow touch. For these I weep.
The heart refuses to believe and the soul hurts.
Terrible pain for the IDF soldiers who gave their lives for the people of Israel
Like those ten royal slain, whom no creature can stand between.
This pain is mixed with these days of the inter-Egyptian period.
With the pain and sorrow over the destruction of the Temple and the exile of the Divine Presence.
The days between the Egyptians are days of mourning and national remembrance.
In these days when the people of Israel mourn its destruction and long for the restoration of the Temple,
We will remember the IDF soldiers who, with their death, commanded our lives.
For these I weep, my eyes run down with water, because far from me is the comforter who restores my soul.