Nakhal Oz

Yo, it's the seven, October skies were grey,

Left the kibbutz, but we vowed not to stay away.

Packed our bags, heart heavy, but minds sharp,

We got dreams, man, we're aiming for the stars.

We left the kibbutz, but this ain't the end,

We're coming back stronger, that's the message we send.

Through the struggles, the battles, the fights we've been in,

We'll rise from the ashes, let the new chapter begin.

Roots deep in the soil, we got history here,

Every step away, it's the past that we revere.