نشرة اخبار Lyrics

There is a country they've offered out for rent

A house furnished on the expense of sacking of our homes

On the revolution here they just look

And you have a balcony overseeing humiliation

And on the top of the hill some houses with roof tops that are not like ours

A country whose sons are imprisoned

Not the prisoners, those are free, proud and peace

I mean you and me and all who are stuck in the middle of the fire

Don't shoot that kid on the window, please don't

There's a patrol outside, see them march

Taking their orders, not clear from who

Prepare my shirt and sandals don't cry and make a scene

Just hope they would be J

And they won't shoot me in my knees

They won't push me over my roof

And that they won't dig up my grave

Here they just broke in the gate

Lights, cars, guards, press and cameras

And still some homes are on the backs of our sons

Selling chewing gum on the traffic lights

The truth in this country is printed fast

The photos of the neighbors on the walls

Their eyes look at us

While our eyes try to evade theirs

Our pain dried up a long time ago

We've forgotten the revolution

Forgotten the fire

Forgotten the flag

Forgotten the rocks

You need a barricade not curtains

The story of this country is a story

There's a country they've offered for rent

We've forgotten the feast, forgotten life

I passed beyond a bridge far away

We're aging of sleep and tomorrow is not a day

In the mid day you see the stars

We've forgotten that e forgot

We drowned and forgotten to swim

An ambulance waiting for 60 years

They came, we erupted and moved

And we are still here

God bless the soul of your grand dad

His key still awaits a home

The country is in the news

Streets where fire dances

With towers

Walls

Cuffs

A bracelet

A horse

A donkey

Wood fire and sparks