Hey, you whose name is forced on my words
Take your name out of my language, and leave
Take your hours out of my time, and leave
Take all what you want from the blueness of my sea, and leave
Take all what you want from the sands of my memory, and leave
Take all my photos and my relics, if you want
Maybe all this can make you know that you'll never know..
Will never know how a stone of my land can build a sky
Hey, you whose words are forced on my speech
Use your sword, I'll use my blood
Use your steel and fire, I'll use my flesh
Use another tank, I'll use a rock
Use a gas bomb, I'll use the rain
I'll always share you in the sky and the air
You'll never be able to exterminate me or to stop my breath
Hey, you whose wounds are imposed on my body
Take your dose of my blood, and leave
Go to a dancing party, and dance on my corpse, then leave
I will always guard the roses of my martyrs
I will always live the way I want to live
Not the way you want me to live
2006-07-21
10:23:31
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M_A_saBet
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Law & Ethics