long will there be weeping in Zion
and mourning in Jerusalem?
Have mercy on Zion and rebuild
the walls of Jerusalem.
Because of our sins the Temple was destroyed,
because of our iniquities the Palace was burned.
In the city that once was bound firmly together
lamentations were heard,
and a host of heaven sounded a dirge.
The Ram, first, wept bitterly
for his sheep were being led to slaughter.
The Bull wailed on high,
for we were all driven hard,
with yokes on our necks.
The Twins were seen split asunder,
for the blood of brothers was spilled like water.
The Crab would have wished to have fallen to earth,
for we were fainting from thirst.
Lion's roar filled the heavens with terror,
for our cry did not ascend upward.
Virgins and young men were slaughtered,
and the Virgin's face grew dark with grief.
Scales tipped in supplication,
for we preferred death to life.
The Scorpion trembled with fear
for our enemies whipped us with lashes.
The Archer turned his bow away,
for the Lord had drawn His bow like an enemy.
The water rose high above our heads,
yet the in the month of the Water Carrier
our palates were parched.
We offered a sacrifice which was not received.
The Goat would not present a he-goat as our sin-offering.
Tender-hearted women boiled their own children,
yet the Fish turned a blind eye.
With wayward hearts we forgot the Sabbath,
and the Lord failed to remember our merits.
O Lord be much more jealous for Zion's honor,
and let Your radiance shine upon the City
once so full of people.