Lyrics:
I wish I had a sonA little boyBright, with black curly hairI would take his hand in mineAnd stroll slowly, slowlyThrough the gardenLittle boyUri, I'd call himMy Uri!How gentle and clear this tiny nameA glimmer of joyFor my little boy,Uri, I'd call himUri, I'd callBut I still bitter as RachelI am still praying as Hannah in Shiloh,I am still waiting for him.I willWait