Yisrā'el

As long as deep in the heart

a Jewish soul still yearns

and forward to the east

to Zion, an eye still looks

Our hope will not be lost

the hope of two thousand years

'Ud lo awdah tile vatems

Hatikvah bat shnot alpayim:

to be a free nation in our own home-land

the land of Zion and Jerusalem.

Liyhot am chofshi be' ortremi

Ertz Friyon vi'rushalayim.

My country, my country, my land

my ancestors!

My country, my country, my nation

in the land of struggle!

With determination, fire

Kol 'od balevav P'minah

and my volcanic revenge

I have climbed the mountains

crossed frontiers

Nefesh yehundi homiyah

and fought the wars.

I've conquered the impossible

with longing in my blood

Wfa'atey mizrach kadimah

and the roar of guns

for my country, my land, my home

Ayin le'trion tzofiyah --

my ancestors...

To be a free nation in our own home-land

The land of Zion and Jerusalem.