Songs from We are the Children of the Camp

Song 4: Pigeons fly

Pigeons fly, pigeons fly I asked them to carry a message to my beloved
I asked them to carry olives I asked them to take peace to my country
The hawk fly, the hawk fly
We don’t have any patience in our hearts
The occupier shall be defeated
After the injustice comes the victory
The sparrow fly, the sparrow fly I asked it to carry spikes to my country
Fire and bombs exploded We are freedom revolutionists
Eagles fly, eagles fly they moved the darkness of centuries
Oh, homeland, even under the bridges we could live, no need for palaces
Ostrich fly, ostrich fly The clouds shall vanish
Days come and go We shall uproot the tents
The bird flies, the bird flies It perfumed my country with incense
Where you go
You shall return to your homeland, because other places are just wasteland
Owl flies, owl flies May God chase the anxiety from our hearts
Let the sun rise anew
And chase all the clouds from the sky
The raven flies, the raven flies they brought destruction to our country
Open a window, remove a door The state of injustice is a mirage
The partridge fly, the partridge fly Sing my country traditional zajal
Every exiled, every prisoner
Shall return home immediately
The breeze blows, the breeze blows It brought love and nostalgia
Every exiled shall return to his country
As well as refugees and those who were forced to immigrate