By the rivers of Babylon - there we sat and also wept when we remembered Zion.
On the willows within it we hung our lyres.
For there our captors requested words of song, from us, with our lyres (playing) joyous (music), "Sing for us from Zion's song!"
How can we sing the song of HaShem upon the alien's soil?
If I forget you, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget its skill.
Let my tongue adhere to my palate if I fail to recall you, if I fail to elevate Jerusalem above my foremost joy.
Remember, HaShem, for the offspring of Edom, the day of Jerusalem - for those who say "Destroy! Destroy to its very foundation."
O violated daughter of Babylon - praiseworthy is he who repays you in accordance with the manner that you have treated us.
Praiseworthy is he who will clutch and dash your infants against the rock.