If we aren't drifting

We are not desisting

We yet have a vision and a way

Now we shall not allow it

Even if we have suffered

We shall go on and march ahead

 

Both house and field together

We shall rebuild forever

On them the sun is shining bright

A cyclamen is growing

We're on our way, we're going

Singing along with all our might

 

And if the journey does extend

The road is long and there's no end

If those who plant with tears of sweat

Shall reap with glad hearts

 

This land is ours

Here we'll build our houses

This land was chosen in the Torah

Let us help each other

For we are all together

Each a branch of the menorah

 

If the journey...