Yerushalayim Shel Zahav (Jerusalem of Gold)
By Ofra Haza and others
Ofra Haza
Shuli Natan
Amir Benayoun
English Translation:
Jerusalem of Gold
The mountain air is clear as wine
And the scent of pines around
Is carried on the breeze of twilight,
With bells resounding.
While the trees and stones softly slumber,
The city is caught in a dream
So solitary lies the city,
And at its heart a wall.
Oh, Jerusalem of gold,
and of light and of bronze,
I am the violin for all your songs.
We came back to the water wells
to the market place and the square.
On the Temple Mount within the city,
The shofar rings out loud.
Within the caverns in the mountains
A thousand suns glow,
Again, we will go down to the Dead Sea road,
That runs through Jericho.
Oh, Jerusalem of gold,
and of light and of bronze,
I am the violin for all your songs.
But as I sing to you, my city,
And you with crowns adorn,
I am the least of all your children,
Of all the poets born.
Your name scorches my lips,
Like a seraph’s kiss,
If I forget thee, golden city,
Jerusalem of gold.
Oh, Jerusalem of gold,
and of light and of bronze,
I am the violin for all your songs.
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