For you, O splendid houses, O flower of cities

For you, O splendid houses, O flower of cities
O Jerusalem, O Jerusalem, O city of prayer

Our eyes travel every day
Going on in the corridors of the temples
Embrace the ancient churches

And wipe the sadness mosques

O night Isra O path of those who have attained to the sky
Our eyes travel every day and I pray

Child in the cave and his mother Mary, two weeping
For displaced

For children without homes
For those who defended and cite the entrances
Witness peace in the land of peace
And fell right on the doorsteps

When Jerusalem fell
Love declined and in the heart of the world war settled

Child in the cave and his mother Mary, two weeping and I pray
Bright anger is coming and I'm all faith
Bright anger coming Samer sorrows
From every direction come the horses of awe coming
Overwhelming and as the face of God is coming coming coming

Will not close the door of our city, I am going to pray
Knock boiled doors and the doors shall be opened
And O Jordan River will wash and face with holy water
And O Jordan River will erase raised barbaric feet
And obliterate O Jordan River

Bright anger coming horses of awe coming
And defeated the face of the

House to us and Jerusalem is ours
And our hands, we will Bahaa Jerusalem
Our hands peace of Jerusalem is coming
Saif Flischr in the world, and cracked cracked horns
Now now, not tomorrow .. Back bells Feltqra