Our Holy House
Tzlil Vzemer Wake up Yidden
Our Holy House in ruins and flames,
Only one wall of it remains,
The wall that outlasted all the rest,
The Kosel Hamaarovi on the west.
Throughout the years every day
Thousands of Jews at the wall do pray,
Their tearful eyes to heaven gaze,
Hoping the rest will soon be raised.
Our symbol of courage, of faith and of hope,
Giving us strength with the Golus to cope,
Rousing our hopes that bimheirah t'will be,
The walls of the Mikdash Hashlishi.
(Throughout the years...)
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