Song of the Herdsmen

Yaakov Orland

1955

Oh prairie, endless prairie,
The eyes of the herdsmen look out:
Not a bush, not a thistle, not a tree,
A new wind comes to the desert.
Over forlorn expanses the song of the herdsmen
Will sound and reverberate,
And the sun will be rising and setting
And the song will keep on surging.
Oh prairie, prairie, the color of the alder tree,
Thousands…
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Creator Bio

Yaakov Orland

1914–2002

Born in Tetiiv, Ukraine, playwright, poet, and critic Yaakov Orland immigrated with his family to Mandate Palestine as a child. In 1923, they settled in Jerusalem, where he later studied at the Hebrew University. In 1936, he studied at the Royal Academy of Dramatic Art in London. Orland was a member of the Haganah and served in the British army during World War II. In addition to writing theatrical and poetic works, he contributed to Hebrew literature through the translation of classic English, German, and Yiddish texts.

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