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.