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Songs from We are the Children of the Camp

Song 2: We are the Children of the Camp

We are the children of the camp We are the sons of refuge
We are the children of exile We are the lovers of resistance
We have been chased from our homes Our lands were taken
We were forced to live in tents We became refugees
They uprooted the olive trees They constructed colonies
They thought that we have no history
Or thought that we didn’t exist
They demolished all of our villages They put us in labyrinths
They planted hatred in us They considered us as insects
We may have a spring
Sun may rise again in our sky
We look to Jerusalem
Singing for freedom in our hearts
We will never forget
We will never forget
We will never forget
We will never forget

 

 

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