Cremisan: Prologue To A Blade
See the olive tree A frame in time Flames of candles, trees Of silence climb Gifts of dates for you At Christmas time Through the genocide In Palestine Simple as a sword There is one side Hear the words “my Lord” “If I must die” Through the silent night The holy time Through the genocide In Palestine Gifts of Olive Something’s on her mind That one is for you And this is mine Bethlehem behold The star will shine On the genocide In Palestine I believe in thee You are divine Singing like a tree This time is thine Dear humanity Needle of pine Say it as you see In Palestine I’m dreaming of a white Flag but Refaat Alareer’s kite’s Flying and the night Sky crying, my Family, how will I Drink wine This time Through the genocide In Palestine