She is the star shining at the center of the Earth
She is alive, crying for her children to return
The bride awaits the promise of the prophets to carry her away
Born again, the blood of men,
The desert rejoice, blossom as the rose
She, Israel,
She, Israel,
She is the heart of it all, bride of the Lamb,
Start of the fall, her time is at hand
She is the end, dying;
She is brought back from the sword,
She will arise, destiny,
When the temple is restored
Her birth is pain,
To finish her trasgression 'til only time remains
Born in war, bound for deceit,
Weep for your children, weep not for me
She, Israel,
She, Israel,
She is the heart of it all, bride of the Lamb,
Start of the fall, her time is at hand
O, Israel; O, Israel