On Wishes

Lyrics by Mahmoud Darwish

They placed on his mouth chains

They tied his hands to the rock of death 

And called him a murderer

They took his food and clothes and knowledge 

And threw him in the cell of death 

And called him thief

They kicked him out of all ports

Taking away his little love 

And called him a refugee

 

They placed on his mouth chains

They tied his hands to the rock of death 

And called him a murderer

They took his food and clothes and knowledge 

And threw him in the cell of death 

And called him thief

They kicked him out of all ports

Taking away his little love 

And called him a refugee

  

Oh bloody eyes and palms 

The night is fleeting

No room to stop left 

And no lock to the chains

Oh bloody eyes and palms 

The night is fleeting

No room to stop left 

And no lock to the chains

 

Nero died but Rome didn’t

Nero died but Rome didn’t

In her eyes she fights

In her eyes she fights 

In her eyes she fights 

In her eyes she fights  

 

And the dead wheat pieces 

Is gonna fill the valley with wheat

And the dead wheat pieces 

Is gonna fill the valley with wheat

Is gonna fill the valley with wheat...

And the dead wheat pieces 

Is gonna fill the valley with wheat

Is gonna fill the valley with wheat..