Broken Hearts 8th Day, Brooklyn Shmuel Marcus/Bentzy Marcus He woke up on his last morning Under a sky so blue The battlefield stretches a mile Cries echo through From the shackles and the chains He whispers his final song He's talking to heaven when he cries How long?! How long?! Though the Leningrad search lights May be far behind her She's living with a secret Buried deep inside her She pictures her children And she tries to stay strong She's talking to heaven when she cries How long? How long?! How long?! How long?! Ad mosai, till when?! When all the hearts are broken How can You shatter a dream When all the world is trembling How can You shake anything When all the songs have ended Only Your song will sing better You're the only who can put a broken heart back together It happens every morning Sometime around six The sun it starts shining Playing all those tricks With a paintbrush in your hand And the canvas on the wall We're talking to heaven when we cry How long?! How long?!