-1-
I'm afraid of those who stood in my way
Who poked their fingers in my eyes
Who poured lies into my religion
Who threw me into a crazy world
The people who are selling themselves
To the devil who stood before them
Stripped of fig leaves
Until they became like shadows
Of their imagination
Walking while they are terrified!
-2-
I planted flowers in their paths
They plucked the flowers and laughed at me
I gave them wine from my well
They drank the wine and clung to me
What can I do, my Lord?
They own the land...
I own the exile.
Save me from their oppression...
Stand a terrifying giant at my door
Who knows the secrets of the game!
-3-
Their numbers... ate my numbers
And their calculations...
Covered my calculations
And my days grew long in their eyes
They plucked at the strings of my nerves
They thought my madness was near
And my nerves would tire from the plucking
And they didn't know
That when I'm suffering
My life is renewed with my suffering!
-4-
They stole the bread from my table
And left my children screaming
They told me: Feed them,
For your honour is in the womb
So that your honour may multiply
The one who has no children
Kills to amass wealth
He doesn't care if his children perish
He only cares if this world is in chaos!
-5-
I'm afraid their hands will grow long,
And the alienation
And its inhabitants will grow longer.
I'm afraid their crimes will reach their peak,
And destroy the love of humanity.
I'm afraid of unknown things,
Of people created in the night,
Their eyes wide open and dazed,
And on their lips, cries of woe.
-6-
If only I could create from myself,
A world that knows what's going on.
It happened
Perhaps I was reassuring myself
And planting day behind the night
But they're all distracted
And dying of joy
I warned them...
They said: Poor thing
Pottery breaking pottery!
-7-
Where are they?!
Where are they?!
What happened to them
Their glories were shining
The earth is filled with their loved ones
And their minds are still the same?!
They didn't know the past doesn't return
And the present can't be bowed down
And no matter how hard they run,
Death is swifter
And their end is a gift to evil?!
-8-
Where are they?!
Where are those who were
The world was awakened by their words
And the heart that lost its faith
Will find its faith in their stories?!
They are lost, for their glory is lost
And they have become merchandise
To be sold.
And their homes are shared with others
And thorns cover their paths
-9-
O my people standing in darkness
And the light is in your lamp
Waiting until you speak a word
That shines and grows as big as a star
Or shrinks and becomes a torch
They slaughtered you...
And they painted their shoes
They sold you out.
And filled their coffers
And you're still listening to their stories
Kill them. Oh, my people. Kill them
-10-
If only you knew the story
Whose letters were written in blood
The one they haven't even finished yet
And they weren't ashamed
Of a mother's tear,
Or of a little child's cry,
Begging from extreme hunger
Standing at the door
The tears flowed down his cheeks,
And poison boiled in his heart.
-11-
Oh, if only our past would return,
And displacement would erase the memory.
We left our handkerchiefs at the port,
Perhaps tomorrow will welcome us.
We left them with raised banners,
Telling our story with tears.
Perhaps justice will awaken
And wipe the dust out of its face.
-12-
They prayed for you.
And they prayed for me..
And it wouldn't matter
If they assassinated me
As long as you remain in me
The heart.
The soul.
And the light of my eyes
I told you a word before
I saw you above the word passing by
And your eyes were covered.
And the thief Is stealing from the pantry!
-13-
Forge a dagger from your braids
Prick them in their chests, don't delay
Their hands have choked your breath
And their crimes are growing stronger
Help me, unite your mass
With your worship,
So that your body may grow
And they may fear your stature
Before the giant, my people
All the rulers will shrink.
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