By the rivers of Babylon
Where we settled down
Where we were
When we remember Zion
But the wicked
Carry us away captivity
Require from us a song
But how can we sing, King
Of a song in a strange land
But the wicked
So let the words of our mouths
And the meditation of our hearts
Be acceptable in the say or our rights

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN