Ana Filistini Lyrics

This is the last moment we see Shireen Abu Akleh walking with colleagues

Seconds later she's lying motionless

They were forced in the morning to pack and be on their way

But they never came back to the homes where they stayed

So the olive trees wept in the wind as they swayed

Ana Filistini, for that, saying "shukran" today

They were forced in the morning to pack and be on their way

But they never came back to the homes where they stayed

So the olive trees wept in the wind as they swayed

Ana Filistini, for that, saying "shukran" today

I've lived a good life

I've never had to deal with bombs falling all night

With no power in the morning

It was cut off, you never know when it's time

And yet against all the odds, I think we're doing alright

That's why I ride with my people, only half white

You should know I would die for my people, test me

And although this is in my blood, it still stands

I don't claim to know what it's like

But I didn't see you at the protest, are you doing alright?

Alaa's leaning out the window, got the flag going

This time remembered my koffiah, you know that's showing

As for dabke, Aseel showed me how, and now it's on through the night

See, you'll never crush our spirit, we'll be doing alright, yeah

The diaspora, you can't ignore us

Grandparents, parents passed the torch and now we're almost at the shore, yeah

With something for ya, we don't need force

And I'll be stating my opinion when it's coming up of course, yeah

Something on the way

Something on the way

Something on the way

Something on the way

They were forced in the morning to pack and be on their way

But they never came back to the homes where they stayed

So the olive trees wept in the wind as they swayed

Ana Filistini, for that, saying "shukran" today

They were forced in the morning to pack and be on their way

But they never came back to the homes where they stayed

So the olive trees wept in the wind as they swayed

Ana Filistini, for that, saying "shukran" today

Final verse, I'll get obnoxious

Words can do some damage like a rocket when it launches

2 billion dollars a year, we're throwing rocks

Why must you flaunt it?

And if we took the Iron Dome away, would you still talk shit?

Nothing but love for all people but, uh

The government of every country is criminal

When it's war, apartheid, famine while they roll in a friggin' BMW

We the people are so sick of you, I can only see one thing to do

How do you expect to heal the hate with a half-rate education

Sponsored by a government that's dipping into your pension?

Waging war and occupation to get their pockets enriched

Meanwhile an AK-47's getting added to the wish-list

Yeah, fucker, kiss this, no lipstick

You scoffed at fate until you went up against it

A half-French, half-Palestinian mystic

Got the oppressed and the oppressor in me, if you blinked then you missed it

Something on the way

Something on the way

Something on the way

Something on the way

They were forced in the morning to pack and be on their way

But they never came back to the homes where they stayed

So the olive trees wept in the wind as they swayed

Ana Filistini, for that, saying "shukran" today

They were forced in the morning to pack and be on their way

But they never came back to the homes where they stayed

So the olive trees wept in the wind as they swayed

Ana Filistini, for that, saying "shukran" today