Upon the summit of Mount Scopus (in its original name: Jerusalem)

From the top of the Mount of Scouts, I will bow down to you.

From the top of the Mount of Watchers, peace be upon you Jerusalem

For a hundred generations I dreamed of you,

To win to see in the light of your face.

Yerushalayim, Yerushalayim, Shine your face on your son;

Yerushalayim, Yerushalayim, from your cities I will build you.

I came here with a confident heart, raise up your ruins

How then shall I build the house of your temple, if there is no peace between your builders?

Mizrachi, Ashkenazi, Yemenite, Ethiopian

Turkish and Georgian and ultra-Orthodox and Seculars

Yerushalayim, Yerushalayim, this is not what I saw in my dream!

Yerushalayim, Yerushalayim, peace be upon you!

A city of extravagance, you were my holy city;

Yet another closed gate is left in you, this is the gate of the Messiah.

Many of you have sent me messengers to you

Give me your keys.

Yerushalayim, Yerushalayim, I swear in the name of my Lord:

Yerushalayim, Yerushalayim, Shine your face on your son!

From the top of the Mount of Watchers, peace to you Jerusalem;

Thousands of exiles from the ends of the earth, bearing their eyes to you.

with a thousand blessings be a blessing,

A king’s temple, a royal city.

Yerushalayim, Yerushalayim, I will not move from here;

Yerushalayim, Yerushalayim, the Messiah will come, he will come.

Avigdor Mayiri 1886

Avigdor Mayiri 1886