The Diaspora Song Video (MV)

When I left the old city
With the gentle humming of the breeze
I never knew how long it'd be
Until I'd see the fair country
He was a golem out there
Without soul and void of prayer
Wasting our days with the songs of old
The truth yet to unfold singing
My friends have been scattered to the ends of the earth
Took one look behind us and the golus turned
We'll meet again when the moon is gold
Next year in Jerusalem
Year after that Babylon
Meanwhile in the old country
Where they pick pears from apple trees
And the river always flows south
Right into the serpent's mouth
I stopped a beggar man
He warned me of his next of kin
Warned me of the sages in the park
And the whispers in the dark singing
My friends have been scattered to the ends of the earth
Took one look behind us and the golus turned
We'll meet again when the moon is gold
Next year in Jerusalem
Year after that Babylon
Oh darling find me, oh darling find me
I've washed up on your sands
Led me to the promised land
Where we may dance
My friends have been scattered to the ends of the earth
Took one look behind us and the golus turned
We'll meet again when the moon is gold
Next year in Jerusalem
Year after that Babylon
My friends have been scattered to the ends of the earth
Took one look behind us and the golus turned
We'll meet again when the moon is gold
Next year in Jerusalem
Year after that Babylon
Year after that we'll be gone
Next year in Jerusalem
Year after that Babylon
Year after that we'll be gone