as long as deep in the heart
 an Jewish soul still yarns
 and forwards to the East
 to Sion
 an eye still looks

 where hope would not be lost
 the hope of two thousand years
 to be an free nation
 in our own homeland
 the land of Sion and [bad word] 

 my country my country my land
 my ancestors
 my country, my nation
 In the land of [bad word] 
 With determination, fire and the volcano of my revenge
 I have climbed the mountains, and crossed the frontiers
 And fought the wars
 I have conquered the impossible
 With the resolve of the winds and the fire of the guns
 For my country,my land, my home
 Of my ancestors

 To be a free nation
 In our own land
 The land of Sion and [bad word]