Every day Palestinians
Die it's never peace or happiness or joy
It's always death every day
It's never any other way
It's so hard to be a
Palestinian
Every day
I feel your pain
And I weep for you
A country full of love and hugs
But it's a country full of death
Children crying every day
No playing ball today an
Explosion rocks Palestine today
A lonely tear rolls down my face
it's just an other
Palestinian funeral taken place..

Flying in the air
As I stop and stare
A little blue bird flying high
Flying so high up in the blue sky..