גאולה, אני מחכה

Here I am before you

Filled with sickness, I feel sick when I exist within this body

You are within me, yet so far away

Every day I wait and pray for me to be reunited with you

I feel sick sometimes, having to deal with these outer layers

Layers of dirt darkness dust

being fooled into the belief that this is me 

Please, grant me access to your light

Let it cease, this disgusting fight

and yet i realize, this is my work

Becoming aware again and again that this is not me

This is a concealment, so I go and find you

so distant, please stop hiding

And I keep toiling to make this body and world your home

waiting for Mashiach to finally come.