Re: Yerushalyim Shel Zahav-English lyrics?

[Roslyn Schwartz <rs4...>]

The following are basically the same lyrics as just posted by Rick
Lupert, with a few minor changes ("upon" --> "up on") ("all men" -->
"people") ("acclaim You ... forget You" --> "acclaim thee ... forget
thee")  (and punctuation differences)  -  *plus* the chorus in
translation as well.

My source is the new prayer book "Hadesh Yameinu - Renew Our Days - A
Book of Jewish Prayer and Meditation" - edited and translated by Rabbi
Ronald Aigen - published by Congregation Dorshei Emet, the
Reconstructionist Synagogue of Montreal - 1996 (hot off the presses!). 
This brand-new gender-neutral prayer book contains many very beautiful
prayers, readings, and songs, including Hebrew lettering,
transliteration, and singable English translations (no music though). 
See the website at http://www.generation.net/~dorshei/hadesh.html for
more information.

The acknowledgement for publication permission reads as follows: 
"Warner Chappell Music, Inc. for "Jerusalem of Gold" lyrics by Naomi
Shemer, translation by Norman Newell, copyright (c) 1967, Chappel Music
Ltd."


_Jerusalem of Gold_

The olive trees that stand in silence up on the hills of time,
To hear the voices of the city as bells of evening chime.
The Shofar sounding from the Temple to call the world to prayer,
The shepherd pauses in the valley and peace is everywhere.

Jerusalem, Jerusalem,
Forever young, yet forever old,
My heart will sing your songs of glory, Jerusalem.
Jerusalem, Jerusalem,
Oh, city with a heart of gold,
My heart will sing your songs of glory, Jerusalem.

The water well for those who thirsted, the ancient market square,
Your golden sun that lights the future for people everywhere.
How many songs, how many stories, the stony hills recall.
Around her heart my city carries a lonely ancient wall.

Jerusalem, Jerusalem...

And far away beyond the desert a thousand suns will glow.
We shall be going to the Jordan, by way of Jericho,
My simple voice cannot acclaim thee, too weak the words I choose,
Jerusalem, if I forget thee, may my right hand its cunning lose.

Jerusalem, Jerusalem...



- Roslyn Schwartz