A keresés eredménye

By the rivers of Babylon

By the rivers of Babylon,
There we sat down,
We wept, when we remembered Zion.
On willows in its midst
We hanged up our violins
When our captors asked us:
“Words of songs and we’ll be glad,
Sing to us from the song of Zion”.
How shall we sing the song of God
On an alien land?
 
If I shall forget you Jerusalem,
Let my right hand be palsied,
Let my tongue cling to my palate vault,
If I shall not remember you,
If I do not raise Jerusalem
To the head of happiness.