Pÿlon - Al Ha'har

Al Ha'har


Follow me to the hanging gardens; follow me to the roaring plains
Follow me to the hanging gardens, hold my hand and forget my fame
I am the keeper, am the warden, I keep the keys on golden chains
I am the keeper, am the warden, I am the keeper of the flame

Signs set in skin and sky and stone

As the voice calls from the mountain, as the smoke enshrouds the peak
As the voice calls from the mountain, a nation wavers underneath
The First Law’s well, its source and fountain, stone itself has come to speak
The First Law’s spring and source and fountain, stone on stone the first church bequeath

Has adam – bevo’acha bischArei – schamaijm
Al hahar bamidbar – roEm kol szahav vaesch
Berischrusch he’Alim menaznezot leschonot ha’emet
Umezaijerot tmuna schel Olam tahor joter
bizva’Im me‘irim schel emet veszakut
– Al hahar bamidbar

You may choose, what once had been chosen, I shall grant what long was planned
You may choose, what once had been chosen, this our fourth eternal wedding band
Bring life into the state long frozen, rich harvest rewards the toiling hand
Breathe life into the state long frozen, the Promise fructifies the land

Signs set in skin and sky and stone