If I forget thee, Jerusalem, <br />Then let my right be forgotten. <br />Let my right be forgotten, and my left remember. <br />Let my left remember, and your right close <br />And your mouth open near the gate. <br /> <br />I shall remember Jerusalem <br />And forget the forest -- my love will remember, <br />Will open her hair, will close my window, <br />will forget my right, <br />Will forget my left. <br /> <br />If the west wind does not come <br />I'll never forgive the walls, <br />Or the sea, or myself. <br />Should my right forget <br />My left shall forgive, <br />I shall forget all water, <br />I shall forget my mother. <br /> <br />If I forget thee, Jerusalem, <br />Let my blood be forgotten. <br />I shall touch your forehead, <br />Forget my own, <br />My voice change <br />For the second and last time <br />To the most terrible of voices -- <br />Or silence.<br /><br />Yehuda Amichai<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-i-forget-thee-jerusalem/
