Palestine Songtext
von Christy Moore

Let me tell you a story, I′ll be quick as I can
Terrible news from the Holy Land
Pictures of children etched in my mind
Buried in the rubble on the firin' line

The Jews and The Arabs lived one and the same
A thousand years, then the Zionists came
Came like a river, came like a flood
A nakba was written on the wall in blood

Talk about settlers from far away
Talk about dollars from the U.S.A
Talk about blast bombs, the bullets, and the lead
The shadow with the jackboot hangin′ over your head


What can you do when they demolish your home?
Olive trees buried and gone?
Do you dare to resist?
Stand on the road with a rock in your fist?

In Palestine
In Palestine

They talk about peace like it's a moral obligation
There'll never be peace under occupation
Talk about talks to the beat of the drum
Seventy years, nakba rolls on

We need to talk about the friends that we endorse
The rockets and the tanks and the warhips they disperse
No wonder it seems to be
An undemocratic version of democracy

In Palestine
In Palestine

Let me tell you a story, I′ll be quick as I can
There′s terrible news from the holy land