Their alliances rob others of their peace;
their thirst for human blood is without cease.
A once prosperous place plundered to debt,
its residents flee, drenched in their cold sweat.

The redness from the veins still stains the ground;
bones stripped of flesh lie scattered all around.
In every soul, peace lies buried in dearth~
that's what wars do, even before my birth.

The skies in Gaza yield a fiery rain;
the rubble groans with unbearable pain.
The wails of children pierce the cold night,
their dreams consumed by war's unyielding blight.

To Gaza’s children, let this pledge remain:
We’ll strive to break this never-ending chain;
for peace must rise where violence once grew,
and love must guide the path we all pursue.