as long as deep in the heartnan Jewish soul still yarnsnand forwards to the Eastnto Sionnan eye still looksnnwhere hope would not be lostnthe hope of two thousand yearsnto be an free nationnin our own homelandnthe land of Sion and Jerusalemnnmy country my country my landnmy ancestorsnmy country, my nationnIn the land of strugglenWith determination, fire and the volcano of my revengenI have climbed the mountains, and crossed the frontiersnAnd fought the warsnI have conquered the impossiblenWith the resolve of the winds and the fire of the gunsnFor my country,my land, my homenOf my ancestorsnnTo be a free nationnIn our own landnThe land of Sion and Jerusalem