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al gedot hayarden beyamim acherim
On the banks of the Jordan in other days
gadalti beyn od anashim shesharim
I grew up among other people who sing
hem sharu balayla hacham kedey leoded et rucham
They sang in the warm night to lift their spirits
vehem shehishiru li et hashirim sheli
And they are the ones who left me my songs
sheyaru sheyaru begaron nichar,
Sing sing with a hoarse throat,
el tashiru kocha lemachar
Don't save your strength for tomorrow
sheyaru sheyaru vehidliku esh
Sing sing and light a fire
ki hashir hu kol ma sheyesh
For the song is all there is
umeaz hashirim melavim et chayay
And since then the songs accompany my life
ani shara tamid im achay vereay
I always sing with my brothers and friends
shirat harabim hachama tuchal lehapil kol choma
The warm song of the many can topple any wall
veliftocha levavot, lintoa ahavot
And open hearts, and plant love
haaretz shineta et demutah veruchah
The land has changed its face and spirit
ach shirat harabim lo ibeda et kochah
But the song of the many hasn't lost its power
uvchal dor vedor haam nose mizmor
And in every generation the people carry a hymn