|We live in the underground...
We live in the underground!
In darkness buried deep,
On the cellar walls moss is found,
On the floor rain does seep
In the dark underground
A dream blinded our sight:
Seeping on the floor ? Kinneret;
Dim bulb ? a ray of sun light.
And we'll believe: on a darkened day,
When a gun shall give the battle beat,
With G-d, war and decay
The redeemer of Zion we'll greet.
We'll greet him: may our blood be
On the streets a carpet red,
And on this carpet our skulls will be
As the white roses shed.
Written by 'Yair', Jerusalem, 1933.
Translated by Shifra Shomron, 15 Kislev 5765 (November 2005).
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