Ikh heyb oyf mayn hand un ikh shver
In goles tsu blaybn nisht mer,
Dos Land tsu bafrayen, mit blut tsu banayen
Ikh heyb oyf mayn hand un ikh shver.

Vos teygn tsu betn ba England?
Zi vet undz nisht gebn kayn Land.
Nor mit gever oyfton veln mir mer,
Dan veln mir hobn dos Land.

Eybik veln mir blaybn tsu shand,
Eyb mir veln nisht hobn kayn Land!
Nor eyb mir veln geyen in Zhabotinskis reyen,
Dan veln mir hobn dos Land.

As long as deep within the heart
The soul of Judea is turbulent and strong
As long as to the East forwardly
The eye towards Zion constantly is turned
Then our hope, it is not dead
The ancient longing will be fulfilled
To return to the land, the land of our fathers
The city of [bad word] where David encamped.