Imagine them coming to Haifa in spring
O bright, golden dome
White arc on the mountain
They fly to the airport
They sail into harbor
To elect the House of Justice
Imagine the faces—a world in a room.
The smiles and the greetings
As family arriving
In caftans and business suits
Saris and muu-muus
To elect the House of Justice
Imagine the silence as everyone prays
Which nine men are waiting
And how will they serve?
Each heart is reflecting
Each hand fills a ballot
To elect the House of Justice
Imagine that someday, we’ll all vote for people
Who’ll vote for the people
Who’ll travel to Haifa
Who’ll gaze on the mountain
Who’ll open their hearts
To elect the House of Justice
Iambic Nana 