We came here from foreign lands
We crossed over plains, seas
and also desert
Then we said, let's speed up
our steps, together we will
make arable every mountain.
A heralding voice then
gathered us all, from the
ends of every city and
village, and a man to
his brother said:
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Arise, let us ascend,
take our steps
Arise, let us ascend,
and do not fear. A long
road is still before us
A long road not sown.
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A day of labor did not
break our spirits
We were dreamers watching
for tomorrow, then we sang
how good our tents were
compared to dwellings
of the past
An end to wandering and
an end to our sufferings
Because G-d remembered us
And a man to
his brother said:
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