| The field is the shul... The field is the Shul. The prayer � Zion�s kingdom remade. In my left a Lulav-rifle does rule. In my right an Etrog-grenade. The Master of war � is my L-ord. I will pray to Him during the battle and won�t be mute. The rifles like a chorus roared. The canons � sounded sweet as a flute. From my foes� bodies (they aren�t a trifle) A victory alter to Him I will build. In my right � a Lulav-rifle. And my left, by an Etrog-grenade, is filled. Written by �Yair�, Tevet 5694 (1934). Translated by Shifra Shomron, Nitzan Caravilla site, 7 Tishrei 5766 (October 2005). home page previous next |
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