A EHRLICHER BUCHIR A BAAL TESHUVAH
WENT TO THE MIKVAH EREV YOM KIPPUR
HIS TATTOOS HE TRIED TO CONCEAL
UNDER HIS TOWEL NOT TO REVEAL
AS HE APPROCHED THE MIKVA HIS TOWEL FELL
HE WANTED TO HIDE LIKE A TURTLE IN HIS SHELL
HE COLDN'T MOVE, FROZEN FROM SHAME
TO HIS RESCUE AN OLD MAN CAME
MY DEAREST YIDDELE DON'T WORRY
I HAVE A SIMILAR STORY
WE SHARE A SOMETHING, MINE OLD YOURS NEW
MY HAND IS BRANDED WITH A TATTOO
MY TATTOO IS A SIGN
SO IS YOURS JUST LIKE MINE
THE ONLY ONE THAT CAN WASH IT AWAY
IS HASHEM, TO WHOM TO WE PRAY
SO DON'T BE SAD BECAUSE OF YOUR TATOO
IT WILL BRING TO "LIFNEI HASHEM TITHARU"