And the earth will cry out, the eye of heaven is red
Fade slowly over the eighty years
And a nation will stand - heartbroken but breathing
Lest she lose the miracle, the one, there is no other...
She's for a high school ceremony, cleft in front of a crescent
Slowly falling apart, her eye red
So on the other side came a girl and a boy
A young and brave generation in front of the nation.
Wearing sand and belt and heavy shoes
On the path they will rise boldly, powerfully
They didn't change their stumps, they didn't protest with water anymore
The traces of the drudgery and the night of terror.
Infinitely tired, monks from relaxation
And dripping with Hebrew youthful dews...
Once again, the two will approach with determination in front of the muzzle
And life is very and not at all delusional.
Then the nation will be puzzled and ask without a wheel
As if she said, "Who are you?" and both of them preceded her
They reply: "We are the 'flag platter.'
On which the Jewish state will be renewed."
This is what they will say and stand and their flag is enveloped in shadow
Yes, they will still be immortalized in the history of Israel.
Based on and inspired by "The Silver Platter", by Nathan Alterman
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