There are no more words, only emptiness, an unbearable heartbreak. How can you sing when your heart is broken? Here I am, watching the news. I can't understand... The tears... If we are the Chosen People, how was such a cruel fate decreed? And there are no answers. A thick fog has now descended. Where to turn? The Soul is wounded in battle. Together, we say: "Listen ISRAEL". We have not yet lost our hope of being a free People on our Earth. Listen ISRAEL, we are all one People. We have not yet lost our hope of being a free People on our Land. Atrocities cannot be described in words. The Soul is wounded in battle. We simply wanted to dance. We don't want to see any more crying mothers. What do we want? To live quietly. We have no other Country. And if the earth burns, we've had enough of divisions and hatred. The others are watching us, taking advantage of our weakness. It's time to love one another, to restore hope, to lift our heads, to laugh again, because we are all brothers, not just in times of war. The people of ISRAEL are one family. We're going to win, there's no doubt about it. In the past, we have always won every battle. Let all the enemies 'go away'! The People of ISRAEL are alive! One People, we're all one People who live again. One People, we are all one People coming Home... one People... on our Land... Listen ISRAEL, we are all one People.