[2014]
Palestine at the of month Ramadhan
Mother cries...heard in the rubble
when the bullets penetrated the ches of dear children
in the noisy gaza lines, by the sound of explossions
oh my son...my gem heart
turn out...you have preceded your mother to the door of heaven
with a sincere smile...cover with the red blood
without tears roar frightening
I saw the angels have pick
in the midle of smoke, the smell oh gunpowder
carry with blankets million of wings
with the beat melody eternal love
Mother cries...heard in the rubble
when the bullets penetrated the ches of dear children
in the noisy gaza lines, by the sound of explossions
oh my son...my gem heart
turn out...you have preceded your mother to the door of heaven
with a sincere smile...cover with the red blood
without tears roar frightening
I saw the angels have pick
in the midle of smoke, the smell oh gunpowder
carry with blankets million of wings
with the beat melody eternal love
envoyé par adriana - 24/8/2014 - 16:52
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