Текст песни А. Розенбаум - На семи ветрах

At seven winds, on seven hills,
Sun he palim - Jerusalem.
Mount of Olives, he calls all in battle
Sabra and olim - Jerusalem.

Yom ve Laila, Laila yom ve
Akol baa baa Yerushalayim seder.
You know, Mom, go straight
From Yad Vashem gauntlet in Yerushalayim.
Victory came - we go to the cheder.
Akol Beseder BE Yerushalayim.

At seven winds, on seven hills
I stand by the wall and Tfila sing.
Far drops Shema Yisrael wei!
Years have led to Jerusalem.

Yom ve Laila, Laila yom ve
Jew with the fate of every day playing.
Yom ve Laila, Laila yom ve
Calls us all to yourself Yerushalayim.
Bent back his mother's son,
Their children lost Palestine,
Burning sky, burned Rebbe
But remember the world Sinai and anger Entebbe.

At seven winds, on seven hills
I found myself lost and you.
Only one goal - to Eretz Yisrael,
Only one anthem - Jerusalem.

Yom ve Laila, Laila yom ve
We say: Shalom Yerushalayim!
Yom ve Laila, Laila yom ve
For all of us, God Bless Israel!
We shine through the grievance
The six-pointed Star of David.
And no region, where we do not know.
Akol Beseder BE Yerushalayim.