In a land where the olive trees weep,

And whispers of sorrow fill the night,

Lies a tale of a struggle so deep,

Where hope struggles against the blight.

Free Palestine, a cry in the dark,

Echoes of a people torn apart,

History’s wounds leave a mark,

A land longing to mend its heart.

Barriers rise, dividing the land,

Families scattered, lives shattered,

Yet in every heart, a flame will stand,

A spirit unbroken, undeterred.

Through the tears of the wounded sky,

Through the cries of the oppressed,

Hope lingers, determined to defy,

In a quest for peace, unrest.

Free Palestine, a dream held high, In the hearts of the brave, the strong, May justice reign, may freedom fly, In a land where peace belongs.