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 Jerusalem my country my country my land my ancestors my country, my nation In the land of struggle 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 Jerusalem