"My heart is in the East"
di Aaron Schaffer (1893-1957)

While I in western lands do pine,
My heart is in the East!
How can I taste of food and wine
When thou art sore oppress'd?
How can I vows and oaths repay
While Edom Zion holds,
While Arab's bond my land doth sway,
His chain me tight enfolds?
Th'abundance of this Spanish lnd
It is but nought to me,
If I midst brimming tears
Thy strand, Thy ruined strand could see.