בית הערבה [Beit ha Arava] [English translation]

I remember Beit ha Arava (1)

A scrap of burnt desert in a desolate land,

The jordan river flows as quiet as a dream

And the Dead Sea is dead,

From here down to Sodom.

The desert covered her,

In soft white dust

A green tree in a desolate land,

How can we forget you, Beit ha Arava

I remember the Dead Sea there,

The heavy waters, the whispering of the waves

A potash barge flickers in the heat

And all the condemned ones (X)

Pass the sea of death down to Sodom.

The desert covered her ...