Go in the old city, here the streets are bathed in magic 
Here my childhood has passed and my heart keeps memories 
Go through Neveiim Street, through the market, to the high places of Beit Hakerem 
Let your feet walk here on paths like the fathers 
I want to dream a thousand more dreams with you 
Always keep in your heart everything that was ... 

When the evening slowly descends here between the walls 
The heart of the world beats like a thousand melodies 
Jerusalem, the song and the hope that you will not end ... 
If I forget you again I will not remember anything else ....... 

Go to the old city, for a moment, stop and watch 
The tops of the mosques kiss the blue in a beautiful country 
Here, among the stones of Yemin Moshe, countless couples joined hands 
To you a prayer from the mouth of an orphan, of a weeping mother 
I want to play a thousand more tunes with you 
Always keep in your heart everything that was ... 

When the evening slowly descends here between the walls 
The heart of the world beats like a thousand melodies 
Jerusalem, the song and the prayer that will not end ... 
If I forget you I will never remember anything else ... 

I am again on my father's shoulders, passing through Nachlaot 
Between the cafes I also knew loves 
Jerusalem, my city and my home, and I have no other 
If I forget you I will never remember anything else ..