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Maoz tzur y'shuatee, l'kha naeh l'shabeakh Teekon beyt t'feelatee, v'sham todah n'zabeyakh L'yet takhin matbeyakh, mitzar hamnabayakh Az egmor, b'shir mizmor, Hanukkat hamizbeyakh. Children of the Macabbees, whether free or fettered, Wake the echoes of the songs, where you may be scattered. Yours the message cheering, that the time is nearing, Which will see, all people free tyrants disappearing. Back to Lyrics |
