Every Jew, no matter where
Dreams of a land we hold so dear
A land so rich with heritage
A land for which we yearn
Our roots run deep beneath this land
Through mountain peaks and desert sands
The fields of green, the ancient ruins
All beckoning, "Return."
And every Jewish heart calls out in prayer:
Take me home to the land of lands
Take me home where the kotel stands
Take me home, take me home.
Take me home, to the bluest skies
Take me home, where my prayers can rise
Take me home, take me home.
Three times a day we'll turn this way
Our hearts will pray, our lips will say
Im eshkachech, I can't forget
the land where I belong
The holiness felt all around
Our history speaks from the ground
Our past and our future merge
in one majestic song
And every Jewish soul calls out in prayer:
Take me home where the mountains sing
Take me home where my soul takes wing
Take me home, take me home.
Take me home, where our fathers dwelt
Take me home, where the kedusha's felt
Take me home, take me home.
Take me home where a Jew can rest
Take me home where the land is blessed
Take me home, take me home
To Eretz Yisroel