歌词： Yeroushalaim Chel Zahav Avir harim zalul kayayin Ve-rei'ah oranim Nissa be-ru'ah ha'arbayim Im kol pa'amonim U-ve-tardemat ilan va-even Shvuyah ba-halomah Ha-ir asher badad yoshevet U-ve-libbah homah Yerushalayim shel zahav Ve-shel nehoshet ve-shel or Ha-lo le-khol shirayikh Ani kinnor. Eikhah yavshu borot ha-mayim Kikkar ha-shuk reikah Ve-ein poked et Har ha-Bayit Ba-ir ha-attikah U-va-me'arot asher ba-selah Meyallelot ruhot Ve-ein yored el Yam ha-Melah Be-derekh Yeriho Yerushalayim shel zahav Ve-shel nehoshet ve-shel or Ha-lo le-khol shirayikh Ani kinnor. Akh be-vo'i ha-yom la-shir lakh Ve-lakh likshor ketarim Katonti mi-ze'ir bana'ikh U-me-aharon ha-meshorerim Ki shemekh zorev et ha-sefatayim Ke-neshikat saraf Im eshkakhekh Yerushalayim Asher kullah zahav Yerushalayim shel zahav Ve-shel nehoshet ve-shel or Ha-lo le-khol shirayikh Ani kinnor. Hazarnu el borot ha-mayim La-shuk ve-la-kikkar Shofar kore be-Har ha-Bayit Ba-ir ha-attikah U-va-me'arot asher ba-selah Alfey shemashot zorhot Nashuv nered el Yam ha-Melah Be-derekh Yeriho Yerushalayim shel zahav Ve-shel nehoshet ve-shel or Ha-lo le-khol shirayikh Ani kinnor.
英文翻译： The mountain air is clear as water. The scent of pines around Is carried on the breeze of twilight, And tinkling bells resound.
The trees and stones there softly slumber, A dream enfolds them all. So solitary lies the city, And at its heart a wall.
Oh, Jerusalem of gold, and of light and of bronze, I am the lute for all your songs.
The wells ran dry of all their water, Forlorn the market square, The Temple Mount dark and deserted, In the Old City there.
And in the caverns in the mountain, The winds howl to and fro, And no-one takes the Dead Sea highway, That leads through Jericho. Oh, Jerusalem of gold, and of light and of bronze, I am the lute 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 will scorch my lips for ever, Like a seraph's kiss, I'm told, If I forget thee, golden city, Jerusalem of gold.
Oh, Jerusalem of gold, and of light and of bronze, I am the lute for all your songs.
The wells are filled again with water, The square with joyous crowd, On the Temple Mount within the City, The shofar rings out loud.
Oh, Jerusalem of gold, and of light and of bronze, I am the lute for all your songs.
Within the caverns in the mountains, A thousand suns will glow, We'll take the Dead Sea road together, That runs through Jericho.
Oh, Jerusalem of gold, and of light and of bronze, I am the lute for all your songs.
发表于 2010-5-8 11:25
，这个听不了