Gershon Wolf Poet Lyric

Chava and Gila, To the Tune of Hava Nagila

Chava and Gila
Chava and Gila
Chava and Gila
   Happy Israeli girls

Dancing all night and day
Trips on the best airways
   Their lives were a breeze
   Doing as they pleased

Then
 one
  gray
   dark 
    day

The dancing stopped
The fun was over
   War had come
   They took cover

In bomb shelters
They did swelter
   Never to sing
   Never to sing
   Never to sing --
     or dance again anymore

Chava and Gila
Chava and Gila
Chava and Gild
   Grew up before their time...

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Panagiota Romios June 13, 2019 at 1:14 PM Very Clever one Gershon. And I got the deeper meaning. My daughter's lifelong best friend is Gila. She served her time in the IDF. Gila was my daughter's maid of honor. She's never sad! Too busy with learning, life and mitzvots.)) Shalom~ Panagiota

Caren Krutsinger June 11, 2019 at 11:09 PM I was singing this and I realized what the tune was before I saw it. Nice one for sure, my friend. Gershon Wolf June 12, 2019 at 1:31 PM I'm not sure if it's a take-off on Hava Nagila, or on Alan Sherman's spoof, 'Harvey and Sheila.' LOL. ;) gw

Kim Rodrigues June 11, 2019 at 10:23 PM A sad tune! So sad... Gershon Wolf June 12, 2019 at 1:30 PM Well, at least the first part's happy! :) gw