
When mother came here young and beautiful
then father on a hill built her a house
the springs passed, half a century passed
and curls turned into white hair
But on the sure of the Jordan (river) like nothing has changed
the same silence and same decoration
The grove (small forest) of eucalyptus, the bridge, boat
and salty odor on the water
on the path are going down the group of infants
in the Jordan they paddle thier feet
the children grew and learned to swim
and the youth are rowing in two
But on the sure of the Jordan like nothing has changed
the same silence and same decoration
(this is another part of the song in Hebrew but I don't see it below)
Beyond the Jordan the cannons thundered
and the peace came back at the end of the Summer
all the babies became people
and again on the hill a house was built.
But on the sure of the Jordan like nothing has changed
the same silence and same decoration