Zog Nit Keyn Mol Lyrics

Zog nit keynmol az du geyst dem letstn veg,
Chotsh himlen blayene farshteln bloye teg;

For the hour for which we've yearned will yet arrive,
And our marching steps will thunder: We survive!
From land of palm trees to the land of distant snow,
We are here with our pain, and with our woe,
And whenever our blood was shed in pain,
Our fighting spirits will resurrect again.
For the hour for which we've yearned will yet arrive,
And our marching steps will thunder: We survive!

We are here with our pain, and with our woe
Our fighting spirits will resurrect again.

For the hour for which we've yearned will yet arrive,
And our marching steps will thunder: We survive!