Our feet stand at your gates, Jerusalem

And our canons are singing to you a hymn

And only the tears of pride in our eyes

Fall silently on the uniform and weapon belt…

 

Zion, will you not ask after your sons

Zion, this is the happiness that roars from our breast, wild

To the winner the spoils on the machine gun and the grenade at your gates

By our life blood

By our life blood….

 

From Sheikh Jerach to Nebi Samuel, night after night

The winds of 5708 sing to you, through them;

If I forget thee….if I forget thee, Jerusalem

But we have not forgotten – and we are here!

 

Zion, will you not ask….

 

How did you sit alone, split between the barbed wire fences

And how did we swear to you, the city of king and prophet

That we would not kiss our girls on the lips

Until we kissed the Western Wall

 

Zion, will you not ask….

 

The Mount of Olives will become green, as will the Temple Mount

And hammers will echo on it, I swear!

Jerusalem, your Priests and your Levites

In blood we will build the third temple

 

Zion, will you not ask….

 

A city of dreams and stone, food and might

The bells of time rise in you to strike

The united city you were a border and barbed wire

And you will welcome peace to the city of peace…

 

Zion, will you not ask after your sons

Zion, the comrades who have fallen glowing with weeping

To the winner the spoils on crushed swords at your gates

Because of them you will live

Because of them you will live