Hello everyone, welcome to the Lyric Podcast… a place where the lyrics get the stage!

I will start this podcast series with the song called “dreams” but before we begin,

I would like to introduce myself, my name is Eli Azari and I have decided to create this kind of podcast because of my love for lyrics. I have been writing lyrics from a young age. It got me through many things, whether it was through my breakups, the long distance away from my mother, feeling lonely and defeated or even through the best times of my life, such as my marriage and my beautiful son, the first house I bought and the business I built with my very own hands.

I believe in self-expression and this should be the place where you can express yourself without judgment. I want it to come alive and I hope at the end of this, you will feel the same way too!

We all come from different worlds, different backgrounds and speak different languages. I speak three languages, Russian, Hebrew and English. Russian is my mother tongue. We all know the Russian language is difficult to learn but learning other languages is just as hard. The interest to learn and to improve any language is through persistence and I was able to succeed by writing and reading poetry. Poetry for me is such an incredible way to verbalize the way I feel. Discovering all kinds of different poetry types and listening to the stories they tell is like enormous energy that was felt in my mind and my soul.

The lyrics in this episode will focus on something special to me and each and every one of you: mama, or mom or mother or any way you call your mom, at some point, she was there. I chose to start the Lyric Podcast with this song simply because there is nothing more important than mama.

I am excited to read out the first song so, with no delay, I give you: Dreams. I hope you like it, enjoy!

I make my dreams come trueBut it cost me you, my mama,6000 miles away from youI am caught up with my drama

In ’97 I remember, you were there to make me growWhen I was just about eleven you worked so hard to get me clothesand all the friends I thought I had you were the only one to showAnd I was watching how you struggle while we were living on the low

I am dreaming big and often biggereach day my mind is on my figuresBut never think that for a secondI would refrain from being a believer

I’d love to write my history and talk about it laterI am also trying not to worry ’bout the haters.As I get older, all I worry about is you mama,Can’t seem to find my peace, can’t seem to shake off all my traumas

I thought I found a piece of heaven, while back when I was 17I wasn’t thinking about your health.On late December eve 2007, you lived for meinstead of living for yourself.

The gift you gave me struck my mind foreverIt was just laying on a shelf.Your dedication through the weather, you lived for meInstead of living for yourself.

I am dreaming big and often biggereach day my mind is on my figuresBut never think that for a secondI would refrain from being a believer

I’d love to write my history, we’ll talk about it laterI am also trying not to think too much about the haters.As we get older, all I worry about is you, my mama,Can’t seem to find my peace, can’t seem to shake off all my traumas.

I would like to take the time to discuss what “DREAMS” meant to me.

A reality of a dreamer is that a dreamer can envision other realities and see a bigger picture. I am dreaming to be able to express myself,