…enhanced by the music of musician Moshe Katz!

A heartbeat in the hum of the rollers, a rhythm in the rush of flour- dusted hands…

In each hurried knead and roll, the echoes of cheirus, and a promise of even better times, can be heard…

Voices rise in song,
Ashy aprons, burning hearts—
Here, every Yid knows they belong.

R’ Shloime Ribiat and R’ Eli Garfinkel join in singing….because…
A nation born in haste still runs
To keep the essence of the mitzvah pure—
And on the joy of flour and flame
You feel: Am Yisroel will endure…

Each motion sharp, precise and fast
Each moment rooted in the past
The heat, the haste, the whispered care
The shmurah spirit in the air

No orchestra, simple music flows
In every press, the story grows
The oven roars, the minutes flee
A rush of holy urgency

Each speck of dough, each rolling pin
Contains a world of truth within
Zeman Cheiruseinu in each fold
The same as in the days of old