Israel
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Israel
Israel, Israel, Israel, Israel
Crossing the seas
Conquering the mountains
I lost the flowers
And my plants
For the seeds
I clenched my fists, because
Even sand would be enough for me
I would live and grow
And there the plants will be born
And one day they will bloom
Then they will love you
Even those who never wanted you
Israel, Israel, Israel, Israel
I need fire to warm me
I no longer have my flesh
Instead of bread, for my hunger
They gave me steel, for my body
But I don't cry, I don't lament
Hatred doesn't build
My suffering doesn't hurt
Then the plants will be born
The flowers will bloom
And now they will love you
Even those who never wanted you
Israel, Israel, Israel, Israel
Israel, Israel, Israel, Israel