Dad my father,

Take me to the land of my Jewish people

Those hearts of oasis and sacred

To be with you at Tahoe

On an alien water place of beauty

You showed this to me

As the high home after the land of greed

Where I find myself now

Like the new Athens Greece

Which the mystic defenders surprised

In the miracle eight days

Still celebrated

And you will not be forgotten

Or washed away

For me you are and will always be

Israel.