Im Eshkachaych

Im eshkachaych Yerushalayim tish-kach ye-meeni

Tidbak l’shoni licheekie, im lo ezkeraychi,

Im lo aaleh es Yerushalayim, al rosh simchasi

If I forget you, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget it’s skill.

Let my tounge adhere to my palate if I fail to recall you, if I fail to

elevate Jerusalem above my foremost joy.