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Jerusalem - Daliah Lavi

Where the mothers of

Sonsnever cease their weeping

Where the fathers of faith

In the ground lie sleeping

The seeds of time

Have a whirlwind reaping

Oh

Jerusalem is

Where the cobblestones

Wet with the blood of ages

Hear the echo of wheels

Turning hist'ry's pages

The cries of fools

Stilled the words of sages

Oh

Jerusalem is

Neath an olive tree branch

Anyone can listen

To the song of songs

As the green leaves glisten

Then a summer rain falls

And the raindrops christen

What Jerusalem is

And the river runs on

And the world keeps turning

And the water's cold

Tho the sands are burning

And the mountains know

While we still are learning

What Jerusalem is

Oh

When will tomorrow's sons

Tomorrow's daughters

Never taste of the bread

Cast upon the waters

And put down the sword

That performed the slaughters

Where Jerusalem is

Where the cobblestones

Wet with the blood of ages

Hear the echo of wheels

Turning hist'ry's pages

The cries of fools

Stilled the words of sages

Oh

Jerusalem is

Neath an olive tree branch

Anyone can listen

To the song of songs

As the green leaves glisten

Then a summer rain falls

And the raindrops christen

What Jerusalem is

And the river runs river runs on

And the world keeps turning

And the water's cold

Tho the sands are burning

And the mountains know

While we still are learning

What Jerusalem is

And the river runs

The river runs on

And the world keeps turning

And the water's cold

Tho the sands are burning

And the mountains know

While we still are learning

What Jerusalem is

Oh

When will tomorrow's sons

Tomorrow's daughters

Never taste of the bread

Cast upon the waters

And put down the sword

That performed the slaughters

Where Jerusalem is

Where the mothers of sonsnever

Cease their weeping

Where the fathers of faith

In the ground lie sleeping

Where the seeds of time

Have a whirlwind reaping

Oh

Jerusalem is