1By the rivers of Babylon, we just chilled and cried, remembering Zion. Vibes were heavy.

2We threw our harps on the willows, just vibing in the moment.

3The peeps who took us captive were like, "Yo, sing us a banger from Zion!" No cap.

4How are we supposed to drop the Lord's song in a place that's sus?

5If I forget you, Jerusalem, then my right hand's gonna be straight-up useless.

6If I don’t remember you, let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth; Jerusalem’s gotta be my top joy, fr.

7Yo, Lord, remember the kids of Edom on Jerusalem's bad day; they were all like, "Destroy it, destroy it, all the way down."

8O daughter of Babylon, you’re about to be wrecked; blessed be the one who pays you back for how you treated us.

9Blessed be the one who takes your little ones and smashes them on the rocks.

1By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.

2We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.

3For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.

4How shall we sing the Lord’s song in a strange land?

5If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning.

6If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.

7Remember, O Lord, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation thereof.

8O daughter of Babylon, who art to be destroyed; happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee as thou hast served us.

9Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the stones.