Текст песни Тамара Гвердцители и Хасидский мужской Хор - Иерусалим

The hills are like overturned bowls -
In lively patterns of city lights.
And the dark olive thickets
Against this background, it seems darker.
Jerusalem intends to sleep off
And the music of roads freezes.
And the sky - like a turtle shell -
Covered the city far and wide.
How joyful he sounds in Hebrew -
Yerushaleim ... But in his name
There is something from the tragic events
And the pain of loss, and glory triumph.
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Stars are staring at the earth from above.
Through the eyes of loved ones who left us.
And even all who do not believe in God
In these minutes, they hear the voice of God.