Jets are flying
Many innocent people are dying
Those men and women
Children running for cover
it's hard to know
Whether if they are dead or alive
the enemies comes with tanks and planes
Causing ravaging flames
After that day nothing remains
There is voices around the ruined buildings
The struggle must go on

"We will not go down "
Even if you destroyed every town
You can burn down the mosque
and our homes and our schools
We will fight
Even in the darkest night

Women and children
Murdered and massacred
Day and night
Their powerless words turns into vain
And the bombs fell down like acid rain
through tears and the blood and the pain...








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