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Song Title: Alt er dekket av blod (Everything is covered in blood)

Alt er dekket av blod (Everything is covered in blood) – Mohamad Walid

 

Jeg kan ikke tro
alt er dekket av blod
barn, menn og kvinner
Drømmer som forsvinner
jeg kan ikke tro
verden vender ryggen til
Når de ser for mye ild
Alt er sprengt i filler.
så rop med meg når jeg sier
la gaza leve
la barna leve
la oss rope høyt for våpenhvile
From the river to the sea
Palestine will be free
From the river to the sea
Palestine will be free
From the river to the sea
Palestine will be free
Jeg kan ikke tro
Dobbelmoralen er stor
Ledere som ikke fordømmer
Nyheter som ikke stemmer
Jeg kan ikke tro
Maten slippes ikke inn
Kroppene er altfor tynn
Alt i gaza brenner
så rop med meg når jeg sier
la gaza leve
la barna leve
la oss rope høyt for våpenhvile
From the river to the sea
Palestine will be free
From the river to the sea
Palestine will be free

From the river to the sea
Palestine will be free

Song Title: Angels can’t be killed

Angels Can’t Be Killed – AfterpartyAngel

I See The Truth
Let The Angels Touch You
There’s No Way To Be Here No More
And You Can’t Pin Me To The Floor
Cus Now I See It So Clearly
Now I See The Truth
There’s No Turning Back
I See The Truth
I See The Truth
Now We’re In It For Good
In It For Good
Now I See It So Clearly
Now I See The Truth
There’s No Turning Back
No Way To Unsee The Truth
Good
In It For Good
In It For Good
Let The Angels Touch You
I See The Truth
One Day You’ll Be Free
The Sun’s Gone To Hell
Angel’s Can’t Be Killed
The Sun’s Gone To Hell
Angel’s Can’t Be Killed
One Day You’ll Be Free
Now I See It So Clearly
Now I See The Truth
There’s No Turning Back
No Way To Unsee The Truth
Unsee The Truth
Good
In It For Good
I See The Truth
I See The Truth

BDS – Baby Yes – N I T E F I S H & Ellen Flowerhill

You can never hide, what we all see

You can never hide what we all see

You can never hide what we all see

You can never hide what we all see

I just wanna free

I just wanna free

I just wanna free

I just wanna free

Gaza

Free Gaza

Gaza

Congo and Sudan

Free Gaza

Gaza

Free Gaza

Congo and Sudan

 

Can you feel the sound growing upwards from the street?

You and me in town against the US war machine

Can you feel the sound building upwards from the street?

Now its you and me against the US war machine

 

Gaza

Free Gaza

Gaza

Congo and Sudan

Free Gaza

Gaza

Free Gaza

Congo and Sudan 

Can you feel it?

 

Through this time of hurt we have now connected

Our differences don’t matter, we know it for the fact and

We see their plans of greed

Using people, Earth, for their domain

No one will buy

Another business dies

They scream destroy

But we know what is joy

They scream destroy

But we know what is joy

We multiply

We won’t apply

Find each other gathered around Palestine

With love we fight

We fill the Earth with life 

With love we fight

We fill the Earth with life

Planting seeds of green

Planting seeds of humanity

Proceed

They have no power without us

 

Gaza

Gaza

Gaza

Congo and Sudan

Free Gaza

Gaza

Gaza

Congo and Sudan

Gaza

Gaza

Free Gaza

Congo and Sudan

Free Gaza

Gaza

Gaza

Congo and Sudan

 

Boycott and Divest

Baby Yes, Baby Yes

Boycott and Divest

BDS, BDS

Boycott and Divest

Baby Yes, Baby Yes

Boycott and Divest

BDS, BDS

Boycott all your companies

Your buying death currencies

Killing kids will only kill your genocide policies

Boycott all your companies 

Your buying death currencies

Killing kids will only kill your genocide polices

Free Gaza

Calling out for peace – General Knas

(Intro.)

Warning warning  fascist tun up

Warning warning people fed up

Warning warning

Warning warning

(Chorus. )

I hear the people calling, calling out for peace

Calling out for justice in the Middle East

Free Palestine we go the streets

Calling murder and Violence fi cease

(1. verse. )

Nah support Genocide in Zion 

Little but we tough like lion

Hard we go rough like iron

Nah support no genocide in Zion

Long time we go warn them

Finish up the war them

Boycott them who arm them

General inform them

Long time we warn them

Done with the war them

people keep calling 

Inshallah this morning

Thousand thousand thousand thousand we are millions millions civilians 

England Sweden Jamaican all are Palestinians

(Chorus)

(2. verse.)

Until the philosophy with hold one race superior 

And another inferior in an apartheid regime

Concentration camps colonial scheme

Rise up stand strong stand in solidarity

The whole a we are one so we walk in unity 

Me no matter where you from stand for humanity

From the river to the sea Palestine shall be free 

From the river to the sea Palestine shall be free 

Cut off the water say them cut down the trees

 

War crimes don’t let them succeed

No justice no peace 

(Chorus)

    (3.Verse.)

bombs keeps falling war over Gaza

children crying such a disatser

who is the bossman who is the master

why no one stop it give me an answer

The world keeps burning turning much faster

Mothers crying yearning for answer

No more tears now no more laughter

Time is now nothing comes after

Claws – Refractory Period

 

Stop trying to defend me
I didn’t ask for your help
You think you’re gonna befriend me
But I couldn’t be more repelled
Cause you’re a walking contradiction
Just a pathetic little worm
You speak with too much conviction
So let me just reaffirm
That you don’t speak for me
Cause I don’t want to be your cause
I’m not your poster girl
I’m never gonna applaud
All of the pain and suffering you cause
All of the venom you hurl
Because you’re just a fraud
I got my claws out (x3)
I’m not gonna imitate you
You cannot bend me to your will
But I will incriminate you
For all the blood you have spilled
You say you’re fighting for my honor
That I’m a damsel in distress
You lead my loved ones to the slaughter
You think that makes me impressed?

No, you don’t speak for me
Cause I don’t want to be your cause
I’m not your poster girl
I’m never gonna applaud
All of the pain and suffering you cause
All of the venom you hurl
Because you’re just a fraud
I got my claws out (x3)
I’m gonna fight you
Gonna struggle
Gonna brawl
Gonna eviscerate you
Gonna make you crawl
You’re gonna rue the day
You tried to make me fall
Not gonna put me up against your wall
Cause I don’t want to be your cause
I’m not your poster girl
I’m never gonna applaud
All of the pain and suffering you cause

All of the venom you hurl
Because you’re just a fraud
I got my claws out

Come back from the stones – Cordelia Fri

 

You write your names on the bombs

So tough behind your missile launcher dressed up at Santa Claus

You say we’re animal people What does that mean? Why are we unworthy of your empathy?

 

Mama where have you gone

I’m hungry and cold

I need you beside me

Come back from the stones

 

Come back from the stones

I’m gonna die here

Come back from the stones

I need you beside me

 

Ooohhh…

 

Another bomb, and you rejoice

You mock the children you’ve killed

Swinging on their swings

And trashing their toys

Not even an animal can fail to see

You’re the ones who have lost your humanity

 

Mama where have you gone?

I’m hungry and cold

I need you beside me

I can’t sleep on my own

Come back from the stones

I’m gonna die here

Come back from the stones

I need you beside me

 

Mama, where have you gone,

I’m hungry and cold

I need you beside me

Come back from the stones

Come back from the stones

I’m gonna die here

Come back from the stones,

I need you beside me

 

Ooohh…

Demonize Dehumanize – Proletarian Poetry

 

[The Israeli version]

We are fighting human animals, 

Let’s nuke them, destroy, wipe them out

No-one is innocent, the targets are everywhere

No ceasefire, no ceasefire, let’s wipe them out

Demonize – Dehumanize  

 

[The reality]

No water, no food, nowhere to hide

Hospitals and schools are blown to pieces 

UN workers, journalists, no one is safe 

It’s becoming a graveyard for children

Demonize – Dehumanize 

 

Oppression and war crimes, decades of impunity 

Speak up for human rights!

It’s a textbook case of genocide

Speak up for human rights – end the occupation!

Demonize – Dehumanize

Diane – Smallholder

 

I met you pulling out of Jack London Station

I was in my assigned seat along with your things

You shoved me from behind

And said, hey can’t you read?

It was twelve more hours till LA

The seats in coach were fairly cozy

I figured I’d try talking to you

You had hot pink hair and a tarot tattoo

 

Oh Dianne

Oh Dianne

Dianne from Spokane to San Diego

 

Left home and enlisted at 18

Secretary or housewife wasn’t your thing

You figured you’d try something new

And a handsome army man recruited you

 

But what you saw there, you knew it wasn’t right

And the violence wasn’t just from enemy lines

Your male comrades took your body from your mind

 

Oh Dianne

Oh Dianne

Dianne from Spokane to San Diego

And for all your plans

For after Vietnam

They seem to have dried in the sun of New Mexico

 

And you feel it calling in your bones

It’s been calling you since you got home

You thought you’d try love and start a home

And you were on your way

But that fear it settled in your spine

And those damn pills have got you in a bind

Three grown kids you haven’t seen since ’99

But you’re on your way now

 

Oh Dianne

Oh Dianne

Dianne from Spokane to San Diego

And for all your plans

For after Vietnam

They seem to have dried in the sun of New Mexico

El Alfilador – Las Marikarmen

 

Quien se meta con nosotres…

tendrá problemas… (x3)

 

Quien se meta con nosotres…

los tiros vuelan… (x3)

 

Las Marikarmen

Quien se meta con nosotres

Trendrá problemas, pr-pr-pr-problemas

 

Reshuleo, vasileo, salimo de roneo

mete el bafle en el coche que hoy hay parkineo

modelito bien freskito enseña totito

dónde vamo, dónde estamos, nos hemos perdío

 

[Chorus]

Las almendras marcan, cuadradas levantan, ballerina raja y stiletto clava (x2)

Estoy en mi piso y pasa el afilador

ella está en pijama y baja en el ascensor

“No llevo cuchillos, no llevo navajas

afílame las uñas que mi sugar me lo paga”

 

Quien se meta con nosotres…

tendrá problemas…

 

Hemos llegao a unas kelis, menuo poderío

Mucho money mucho cash, ki vamoa roba

drone, cámara, kiero ese vestío

de vuelta a la rave llegamo en un navío

 

[Chorus]

 

 

English translation

 

Whoever messes with us…

will have problems…

 

Whoever messes with us…

the shots fly…

 

Las Marikarmen

Whoever messes with us

will have problems…, pr-pr-pr-problems

 

Beautiful, gyrating, out on the town

Put the speaker in the car cuz there’s a parking-lot-party today

The little model shows everything

Where are we going, where are we, we got lost

 

[Chorus]

Almond-eyes mark, squares lift,

Ballerina slits and stilettos nail (x2)
I’m in my apartment and the sharpener passes

She’s in pajamas and goes down in the elevator

“I don’t carry knives, I don’t carry razors

“Sharpen my nails, my sugar will pay it”

 

Whoever messes with us…

will have problems…

 

We reached some kelis, what power

Lots of money, lots of cash, let’s go steal

Drone, camera, I want that dress

Back to the rave we arrive on a ship

 

[Chorus]

F is Real – Lil Moe

 

[Vers 1]
Hur många barn måste gå bort? Tills ni förstår
Hur många föräldrar ska ni lämna i djupa sår?
Ni har splittrat familjer, som vill ba’ överleva
Krigar för sitt land, skriker ”Fria Palestina”
Men ingen hör, för media dem stör
Med deras propaganda, sprider lögner som smör
Dem pratar bra om Oppsen, men de är värre än tumör
I say ”Fuck Israel”, jag hoppas att ni hör

[Refräng]
Ana dammi Falastini, ana dammi Falastini
Hiya albi w rouh 3eni, hiya albi w rouh 3eni
Ana dammi Falastini, ana dammi Falastini
W bdammi bafdiki, ya baladi, ya baladi

[Vers 2]
1948 allt började, dom fick ett finger
Sen tog en arm, sen mördade
Broder, alla städer i landen är ockuperade
Det var snällt av dem, bara två lämnade
Dem vill stoppa terrorister, det är det dem påstår
Varför bomba VB? Kan inte förstå
Ni vill stoppa terrorister, det är det ni påstår
Vart har ni varit, senaste 75 år?
Nahnou l samidoun, nahnou l sabiroun
Nahnou l fa2izoun, aala l zolm
Homm l katiloun, Homm l zalimoun
Homm l kaziboun, yea yea, 

folket skriker “Fria Palestina”
Snart hela världen kommer vara på vår sida
Fuckin’ zionister, har fått mitt folk att lida
Homma l zalimoun

[Refräng]
Ana dammi Falastini, ana dammi Falastini
Hiya albi w rouh 3eni, hiya albi w rouh 3eni
Ana dammi Falastini, ana dammi Falastini
W bdammi bafdiki, ya baladi, ya baladi

F.T.R.T.T.S. – Nour Badra

 

Det här är inte antisemitism
Det är rösten från en grabb vars folk har blivit förtryckt
76 fucking år bror jag fattar ingenting
Ännu en vitmakt stat som bombar the middle east, mannen
Free Falastin
From the river to the sea
Det e folkmord
För våra liv är mindre värt än våra oljor
Och politiker får cash
Placerade av de som står på banks

Så jag sjunger free Falastin
From The River To The Sea
Politikerna payade och
Gatorna blir sprayade så
Free Falastin
From The River To The Sea
Zionister, parasiter
Gör familjerna till lik, mannen
Free Falastin
Fria Palestina
Free Falastin
Fria Palestina
Free Falastin
Fria Palestina

Folk de tror jag haft det lätt hela tiden
De ser bara resultat inte slitet
Där jag kommer från vi alla är i skiten
Någon dag svär på gud då vi skiner
Bakk palestina,

Skiter i mannen fuck alla som tvivlar
Jag och mitt folk vi är trötta på att lida
försöker gömma oss, men snart kommer vi synas
(yeah yeyeyea)
För de lever ju i kris
(yeah yeyeyea)
Det här är inget krig
Handlar ej om politik
Det vår verklighet
Skiter i vilket parti
Jag kräver mänsklighet
Jag sjunger free Falastin
From The River To The Sea
Politikerna payade och
Gatorna blir sprayade så
Free Falastin
From The River To The Sea
Zionister, parasiter
Gör familjerna till lik, mannen
Free Falastin
Fria Palestina
Free Falastin
Fria Palestina
Free Falastin
Fria Palestina

Jag vet att de ser snett på mig
Det därför mamma bett för mig
Jag fortsätter förbättra mig
Du fortsätter agendan, Nej
Jag kommer aldrig ändra mig
Jag är som jag är
För man är formad på ett sätt
När man levt i misär
Två kulturer som jag bär
Två sidor, det som är min karaktär
Se och lär, kastar sten på militär,
För de tog vårat land, våran mat
El, vatten, våra barn

men aldrig våran själ
Jag ser våra bröder falla
Tårar från mödrar ramla
Böner obesvarade
Och våra barn är beväpnade
Nyfödda utan mamma
Barnens kroppar kalla
Sjukhusen blir bombade
Och våra släktingar fångade…

Vi e maskrosbarn med rötter i betongen
Babylon stampar ner oss ingen vet om det
Inhalerar blåser ut all vår ångest
Känslorna går upp med röken ifrån holken
Så sjung en sång för din betong
Jao sjung en sång för din betong
Sjung en sång för din betong

Jag sjunger free Falastin
From The River To The Sea
Politikerna payade och
Gatorna blir sprayade så
Free Falastin
From The River To The Sea
Zionister, parasiter
Gör familjerna till lik, mannen
Free Falastin
Fria Palestina
Free Falastin
Fria Palestina
Free Falastin
Fria Palestina

Antalet civila mördade av Israel
Sedan sjunde Oktober är 41 496

Flowers Will Bloom ft. Aksnra – Nefe Euri

 

In the sight of your little eyes
And in front of your weary face
The city burned into ashes
And the dust covered every space

Your shaky legs are struggling to run
Yet the smoky sky is hiding the sun
But believe that flowers will bloom
Wiping out all the gloom

Dear, when there’s no place to hide
Take the sky as your shelter
And let us be your soldiers
That speak louder and louder
We won’t be silent until the only thing that wakes you up is the bird singing of your
beautiful soul
No longer the sound of the explosion and the sound of falling debris
We’ll make them listen, make them feel, make them open their eyes to see
That no one should be living in fear
That no heart should be bleeding from all of this relentless agony
That everyone deserves to be free

For every tear that’s shed
And every dream that shattered
You really have to know
That you’ll never be alone
That you’ll never be alone

‘Cause God will always be there
And listen to every prayer
And your brave heart won’t betray
Love will win at the end of the day

Folket i Gaza (The people of Gaza) – Frida och Mariam

 

Det brinner i Gaza, ingen slipper undan

Barn precis som våra, med drömmar och passion 

Jag sitter här, känner mig så maktlös, känner sån frustration

Min familj där borta, deras hem finns inte kvar 

Men vår kärlek för Palestina är det ingen som tar 

 

Jag skriker ut mina frustrationer

Världen verkar blunda för situationen

Men mitt hjärta slår för friheten 

Och jag vet att du är medveten 

 

Gör något, jag sa gör något 

Visa dina handlingar För folket i Gaza 

 

Gör något, jag sa gör något 

Visa dina handlingar För folket i Gaza

 

Politikers drag, i ett spel för makt

De bryr dig inte de har de redan sagt 

Vi alla har sett samma sak men ni väljer att blunda

Hur kan ni låta något gå före, det kommer vi alltid undra

 

Jag skriker ut mina frustrationer

Världen verkar blunda för situationen.

Men mitt hjärta slår för friheten 

Och jag vet att du är medveten 

 

Gör något, jag sa gör något 

Visa dina handlingar För folket i Gaza 

 

Gör något, jag sa gör något 

Visa dina handlingar För folket i Gaza 

 

Låt oss kämpa för rättvisa låt oss kämpa för fred

Låt oss kämpa för rättvisa tillsammans kan vi göra mer 

En värld, ett folk där hjärtan slår som ett 

Kämpar vi tillsammans även om det inte är lätt 

 

Jag skriker ut mina frustrationer,

Världen verkar blunda för situationen.

Men mitt hjärta slår för friheten 

Och jag vet att du är medveten 

 

Gör något, jag sa gör något 

Visa dina handlingar För folket i Gaza 

 

Gör något, jag sa gör något 

Visa dina handlingar För folket i Gaza 

GAZA غزة المجد – ASAT

War
All I see is war
In this world
(x2)

They’ve tried to victimize themselves
They said the 7 was an act of hate
They started bombing everywhere
They claimed it was an act of self defense

Our governors turned their faces
They brainwashed us
For years
People are seeing what’s happening
And they realize it’s time to change

GAZA
WILL BE FREE
CAN’T YOU SEE
GAZA
WILL BE FREE
YOU WILL SEE

The children are dying
Their people are crying
There’s no place to hide
They just want to take your land

They send tanks to kill you
They bomb all your houses
And if that doesn’t work
They’ll just kill all your chances
You’re tired, nowhere to run
Nowhere to go
Keep fighting
We’ve got you from here
I promise they’ll be gone

GAZA
WILL BE FREE
CAN’T YOU SEE
GAZA
WILL BE FREE
YOU WILL SEE

War
All I see is war

In this world
War
Isn’t enough
There’s plenty of hypocrites in this world

Stand with the ones that suffer and have been suffering for years
It’s time to make a change for once and all
Don’t let them control you anymore

I Don’t Wanna (Watch the World Burn)- BAQ

I don’t wanna go to Target

If the check out line’s too long

I don’t wanna say you’re right

I don’t wanna say I’m wrong

But every night

I lie awake

Aching bones

All about to break

I don’t wanna

Be alive

If that means you

Have to die

I don’t wanna

Watch the world burn

Cuz I don’t wanna 

Listen to it scream

Spread the ashes, pay your taxes

What else can you do?

I don’t wanna waste my time

Knowing I’m not gonna win

Every day I wake up

I just wanna peel off all my skin

I don’t wanna tip a driver

I don’t wanna die

Pick a smaller, bluer fire

Get burned every time

…is something burning?

I don’t wanna

Watch the world burn

I don’t wanna

Listen to it scream

Spread the ashes, pay your taxes,

What else can you do?

How many people have I

Brought to an end? Will I

Be left for dead? What if I

Go to sleep and never wake?

How many children have I

Paid for their coffin? Will I

Shut up more often? Will I

Pay for every life I take?

I don’t wanna

Watch the world burn

Cuz I don’t think we’ll

Make it out in time

So are you gonna

Watch the world burn?

Are you gonna

Listen to it scream?

Please, please don’t make me

Burn the world down

Cuz I can’t afford to

Pay for all these graves

Can you smell the

World is burning

Can’t you hear the

M*****f**** screams?

I don’t wanna go to Target

If the check out line’s too long

If – The Mes

(Music: Steen Madsen, Lyrics: Erik Herss)

 

They’re the good guys, so they say

Starting wars that always pay
They keep killing for the peace

But the bombing never cease

 

If it could be
Like it should be

Then it would be

Like it should

If it would be 

Like it should be

Then it could be 

Like it should

 

War is terror, war’s a crime
Shaking hands should be the prime

Peaceful living is the way
We don’t need to go astray

 

War is terror, peace a must
We want leaders we can trust
Every stranger is a friend
Love’s the answer in the end

Leve Palestina (Long live Palestine) – Vendetta

 

(“Tal” – Olof Palme) 

 

Ey, mohammed 9 år fäller en tår

Hans lillasyster svälter hungern fortsätter på 

Hela staden bombades igår och han ser bara spår

Av döda kroppar, blod och förlorade unga år

 

Och Sverige fortsätter på, ger vapen 

Sen när allt händer, vem klandrar vi då?

Ser bara falska leenden, och en falsk tår

För en vit död, men svartskallar dör varjedag

 

Varje månad varje år, den här går långt tillbaks

Till kolonisations tidernas knas 

Hur västvärlden stal, deras kapital idag

Byggdes ovanpå våra dödade barn

 

Och Gaza har snart, ingen stad kvar

2 miljoner människor hälften var barn 

Titta denna värld den e så fakkin sjuk

Hoppas på mörkets slut för vi behöver ljus, 

Yeah-ey

 

[Refräng]

(Leve Palestina – Kofia sample) 

(Länge Leve Palestina – Demostration sample)

Hela Mellanöstern måste skina 

Så säg Free free Palestina

 

(Leve Palestina)

(Musik)

Ställ er upp!

Ingen är fri förens alla är fria 

Så säg free free Palestina

 

[Vers 2]

Denna världen blir mer kall

Så dags för frihet överallt

Väst säger Israel har rätt till försvar

Men glömde mosqeen dem attackera på ramadan

 

Mannen jag är van, broder jag är van 

Hur media förvränger vrider bilden varjedag

För du vet vad dem gör, bombar hela världens hörn 

Men ingen bryr sig om USA gör

 

För hollywood säljer alla lögnerna som smör 

Så folk tittar på utan att fråga vad dem gör  

England skapa Israel och står utan gloria 

Etnisk rensning nu upprepas historia  

 

Som när amerikanen döda indianen 

Israel bombar mestadels barnen

Vissa undrar vem ska man tro?

Men dem Bombar ju sjukhus och skolor 

(Oooh oh)

 

[Refräng]

 

[Del 3]

Land till land, kvarstår fascismen 

Hand i hand, med imperialismen

Säljer guns, tjänar kapitalismen 

Baxxar från urfolk i hela världen 

(x2)

 

[Avslut]

Lyssna sluta överdriva

Du ger förklaringar att barn avlivas 

Hur kan vi inte stå här, sida vid sida?

För ett fritt folk säg fri palestina 

 

[Refräng]

Marhaba – David Bäck

 

Marhaba, everybody say

Salamat oye 

Since I’ve been here

For seven years

I can feel the fear

From a soldier’s ear

 

Love is all around

It’s what I daily hear (Can you feel the love)

Spread the news to every block

Rock around the clock

Marhaba, everybody say 

Salamat oye

 

I believe in peace

Tough hard it seems

Come and plant a tree

Come and walk with me

Love is all around

It’s what I daily hear (Can you feel the love)

Spread the news to every block

Rock around the clock

Palestine – Snayper

 

(Arabic poetry about Palestine before verse 1)

 

[Verse 1]

Got a lot of things on my mind 

Big dreams ahead so am always on my grind 

Trapping all day and rapping all night 

Messing with my crew (Palestine) and I be ready to fight 

I’m a young bull like you freaking see 

Fools trying to imitate but they can’t be 

The D to the O to the N that’s me 

Gaza boy and I be running these streets 

Screaming Falastin until my people are free

United we stand for the olive tree 

From Haifa to Yaffa to Urshalim (Jerusalem)

Al-Quds in Arabic you know the real deal 

And like a storm, we will come and make you feel 

For what you stole and for what you plan to steal 

The food, the clothes, nothing about you is real 

You better be ready because the end is near

 

(Arabic poetry about Palestine before verse 2)

 

[Verse 2 in Arabic, English translation below]

Oh my country, my love for you is from the heart

Since a young age, you run through my blood 

So don’t give up, God is with you 

And your victory is coming

In the hands of your people 

Like Isa the son of Mary and his companions in the end 

Peace will be brought all over the land

The land of peace, the land of sacrifice 

You are beautiful, my country, you are beautiful 

From your tiny villages to your big cities 

And I’m telling you that we will return one

day

With knowledge and resistance to build you 

I will give my life to see you flourish once again 

Oh my homeland, oh my mother Palestine 

 

(Arabic poetry about Palestine to end)

Press Vest – The Accidental Rapper, Leen, Aziz Abushark, Abood Aladham

 

ة ما بᙬنكᘘـــــــــــــــــــــــت

ّحر ᢝ ᣎᡨلـــــــــــــــم] ᛿My word is free, it won’t be suppressed]
تــــــــــــــــــب᜻الᗷ ـالإعلام ᗷولا لا] Not in the media, nor within books]
وا عـــروش الطواغᘭـــــــــــت

فك] Break the thrones of tyranny]

وا عـــروش الطواغᘭـــــــــــت

فك] Break the thrones of tyranny]

مار هᘭخلـــــــــص عـن قᗫᖁـــــــــب
ّ
الد] The destruction will soon cease]
ـــــــــدᘭالع ـــــــــــةᘭلأغن وحــــارجع] And I shall resume my feast (Eid) song]
ᣒᢝ صـــــورة مᘭــــة شــــــــــهᘭد

بــــــــــــــرا] The image of a hundred martyrs is etched in my head]

ᗫـــــــــــــــــــد؟
ᡨ ᣂب اذا تحجبهــــــــــــــا ـــــــــكᘭف] Please, can you censor those instead?]

The IDF get the best jets, endless budgets
Yet the threat they detest is the eyes of the public
Press vests, a helmet and a camera in hand
Even then they get requests to get their Instagram banned
Bear witness online in such impossible times
Using Instagram Live just to document crimes
Press conferences in English held by kids
Begging Western politicians just to let them live
Imagine what it’s like living life through this strife
As the US keeps its grip on the UN tight
And every ten minutes a kid’ll lose our life
So don’t you dare lecture us about human rights
They’re going through hell but they just keep on going
Every day is the worst day, the stress of never knowing
They’ve seen the seventh circle but still they rise
Each day with a smile and say “I’m still alive”

ة ما بᙬنكᘘـــــــــــــــــــــــت

ّحر ᢝ ᣎᡨلـــــــــــــــم] ᛿My word is free, it won’t be suppressed]
تــــــــــــــــــب᜻الᗷ ولا ـالإعلام ᗷ لا] Not in the media, nor within books]
وا عـــروش الطواغᘭـــــــــــت

فك] Break the thrones of tyranny]

وا عـــروش الطواغᘭـــــــــــت

فك] Break the thrones of tyranny]

مار هᘭخلـــــــــص عـن قᗫᖁـــــــــب
ّ
الد] The destruction will soon cease]
ـــــــــدᘭالع ـــــــــــةᘭلأغن وحــــارجع] And I shall resume my feast (Eid) song]
ᣒᢝ صـــــورة مᘭــــة شــــــــــهᘭد

بــــــــــــــرا] The image of a hundred martyrs is etched in my head]

ᗫـــــــــــــــــــد؟
ᡨ ᣂب اذا تحجبهــــــــــــــا ـــــــــكᘭف] Please, can you censor those instead?]
Conditioning with lies, the villains are in disguise
They’re killing them from the skies, the figures begin to rise
We listen to children cry, the innocence in their eyes
Villages pulverised, they witness their siblings die
Living in their mind, the images on rewind
Yet somehow they seem to find the willingness to survive
As politicians are blind, they kill them but never mind
Ceasefire declined, this is genocide defined
Heroes who never asked to be
Living through a catastrophe
Each day a disaster scene
Screaming at us like “Can’t you see?”
All they get is apathy and bombs dropping rapidly
Big Tech on a cancel spree, but all it takes is to plant the seed
Shit could change drastically, change up how you act and feel
Find flaws in the fallacies and stand up for humanity
They told us they were safe zones, go there next
But where the fuck should they go when there’s nowhere left?

ة ما بᙬنكᘘـــــــــــــــــــــــت

ّحر ᢝ ᣎᡨلـــــــــــــــم] ᛿My word is free, it won’t be suppressed]
تــــــــــــــــــب᜻الᗷ ـالإعلام ᗷولا لا] Not in the media, nor within books]
وا عـــروش الطواغᘭـــــــــــت

فك] Break the thrones of tyranny]

وا عـــروش الطواغᘭـــــــــــت

فك] Break the thrones of tyranny]

مار هᘭخلـــــــــص عـن قᗫᖁـــــــــب
ّ
الد] The destruction will soon cease]
ـــــــــدᘭالع ـــــــــــةᘭلأغن وحــــارجع] And I shall resume my feast (Eid) song]
ᣒᢝ صـــــورة مᘭــــة شــــــــــهᘭد

بــــــــــــــرا] The image of a hundred martyrs is etched in my head]

ᗫـــــــــــــــــــد؟
ᡨ ᣂب اذا تحجبهــــــــــــــا ـــــــــكᘭف] Please, can you censor those instead?]

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Star of Bethlehem – Betelgeuse

The star of Bethlehem shines bright in the night

Burns bright in my mind

Shines bright on the fabric

Of the dress that carries through everything.

 

Black fabric as the backdrop of beauty,

History I can touch on my fingertips,

 

Cypress trees on the hills,

All these wonderful things,

 

You’ll never erase…

 

Passed down from ages,

Mother from daughter to

daughter to 

daughter

ooohooh.

 

Red, white, black, green

thread

One stitch,

One stitch,

One last stitch,

Sewed on through the years.

 

Jaffa,

and Haifa,

and Akka

and Gaza

The symbols they change

Colours they stay.

 

The star of Bethlehem shines bright in the night

Burns bright in my mind

Shines bright on the fabric

Of the dress that carries through everything.

 

Jaffa,

and Haifa,

and Akka

and Gaza

The symbols they change

Colours they stay 

 

Red, white, black, green

thread

One stitch,

One stitch,

One last stitch,

Sewed on through the years.

 

The star of Bethlehem…

 

You’ll never erase!

Steadfast – Half Light

 

In cries of freedom, the world unites
But western leaders
Well, their silence speaks for itself
In envy of… Palestine
Where even children
Got more courage
Than all of them combined
Till the pain
Goes away
We will remain
Steadfast
In unity
Revolution’s close
Within our reach
So raise your voice
Let the truth be heard
Cause there’s a reason
The doctors sing
And there’s a reason
The news gets out
For even if
There’s no one left
To bury us
We’ll never leave
Each day, the mask slips a little more
And it won’t be long now
Till Palestine is free
And they can try to stop it
Send their bombs and guns and drones and hate
And they can raise their bloody hands
For Gaza will veto death itself
Till the pain
Goes away
We will remain
Steadfast
In unity
Revolution’s close
Within our reach
So raise your voice
Let the truth be heard
Cause there’s a reason

The doctors sing
And there’s a reason
The news gets out
For even if
There’s no one left
To bury us
We’ll never leave

Stop the War – Elske & The Vagabonds

 

[A1]                                                                                      

We’re thousands of miles away                                     

We see you through a screen 

Running in the bullet rain

We hear how the children cry

We will not look away 

Let’s raise our voices loud and high

 

[B1]      

We must stop the war

Find the way how 

We must stop the war, right now

We must stop the war

Make it disappear

We must stop the war, right here

 

[A2]        

The news are not getting better

We can’t reach you anymore

Silence in the rubble

The flares in the night sky

Show humanity’s darkness

Let’s raise our voices loud and high

 

[B2]      

We must stop the war 

Find the way how 

We must stop the war, right now

We must stop the war 

Make it disappear

We must stop the war, right here!  

 

[B3]  

We must stop war

Find the way how

We must stop the war, right here

We must stop the war

Make it disappear

We must stop the war, right here!

  

We must stop the war

Find the way how

we must stop the war, right now!

We must stop the war

Make it disappear

We must stop the war, right here.

The Mothers Pray – Ellen Upstairs

Who combed your hair?

Tied it into pigtails

Essence of the soul

Giggles and games 

earring found in ruins

Reem, nevermore 

Who was the last to hear your soul screaming

When did your voice give up 

Mother, oh mother, 

Who could ask you to endure this?

Their hands are drenched in Children’s blood 

The mothers pray:

God, If peace won’t come

Kill us quickly

Fast asleep

Let us die with our arms

Wrapped around our sons

Let our daughters

Die in peace

May our stories live on

May our keys bring us home

Let the olive trees grow, become part of our bodies 

If I must die

You must live 

How many Reems

Are buried under rubble

Essence of the soul

How many more?

Til a deaf world starts hearing

Our hands are drenched in Children’s blood 

The mothers pray:

God, If peace won’t come

Kill us quickly

Fast asleep

Let us die with our arms

Wrapped around our sons

Let our daughters

Die in peace

May our stories live on

May our keys bring us home

Let the olive trees grow, become part of our bodies 

If I must die

You must live 

You look away

Give yourself a mental break

Do you feel sorry for yourself?

It seems you’ve lost your spine

Somewhere far down the line

Between justifications, and swallowing lies

The mothers pray:

God, If peace won’t come

Kill us quickly

Let us die with our arms

Wrapped around our sons

Let our daughters

Die in peace

May our stories live on

May our keys bring us home

Let the olive trees grow, become part of our bodies 

If I must die

You must live

They Are Human – JC BIGFOOT ft. EMA

 

[Verse 1]

Think of the children orphaned in Gaza 

Forced to grow up without a mother and a father 

Been forgotten by 

The propaganda

Telling you an Israeli life is important, but a Palestinian’s doesn’t matter  

That Israelis are killed but Palestinians died from a natural disaster 

But this isn’t true, it’s fake news 

They do matter

That’s someone’s father, mother  

Someone’s son and someone’s daughter  

There not just merely a number 

But they have been dehumanised  

The TV telling you a Palestinian’s life doesn’t equal an Israeli life

But don’t be fooled by all these media lies 

It’s all to deflect from our government’s war crimes 

Air strike after air strike 

But they can’t hide 

They’re committing slaughter right in front of our eyes documented online worldwide  

And genocidal Joe, how many more have to die 

Before you stop funding this genocide  

 

[Chorus]

They are human 

Why can’t you see 

They are human 

Just like you and me 

They are human 

With hopes and dreams  

Ripped away by colonial greed

They are human (x2) 

With so much to give  

So let every Palestinian live 

 

[Verse 2]

They are the professors, the doctors 

The construction workers 

They are the courageous nurses 

The medics 

The surgeons operating without anaesthetic  

The academics 

The poets, the singers, the dabke dancers 

The weavers  

Making your keffiyehs, the chefs 

The heroic journalists risking their lives to bring you the evidence 

They are

The talented artists 

All dealing with the most unimaginable of hardships 

They are the activists standing up against 75 years  of injustice 

So we must keep sharing 

Never stop caring

Keep campaigning until there is fairness  

And until they have some happiness 

 

[Chorus 2]

They are human 

Why can’t you see 

They are human 

Just like you and me 

They are human 

With hopes and dreams  

Ripped away by colonial greed 

They are human (x2) 

With so much to give  

So let every Palestinian live 

 

[Verse 3]

They are some of the most resilient people that I have ever met  

With such unbelievable  

Strength 

So 

If you are still sitting on the fence 

Try seeing things through a Palestinians lens 

What if it was your family, what if it was your friends 

Would you not do all you could  

To bring this an end (x2) 

 

[Chorus]

They are human 

Why can’t you see 

They are human 

Just like you and me 

They are human 

With hopes and dreams  

Ripped away by colonial greed

They are human (x2) 

With so much to give  

So let every Palestinian

Toivo (Hope) – Kirsikka

(Säveltänyt ja sanoittanut Kirsikka Manninen, 2024)

 

Toisinaan mä katson huolissaan miten ihminen tuhoo omaa kotiaan.
Missä mentiin me harhaan, kun tuotiin tuho Getsemanen puutarhaan?
Toisinaan mä vuodatan kyyneleen sille tunteelle, että oon vaan liian heikko ihminen.

Voinko sanojen avulla luoda uutta mailmaa? Voinko kynällä piirtää rauhankyyhkysen?
Please, ethän sano mulle se on kaikki turhaa? Sillä toivoa täytyy pienen ihmisen.

Toisinaan mua alkaa ahdistaa että ahneudesta täällä palkitaan.
Sanat ei riitä miten julmaa, kun ei estetä yhtään kansanmurhaa.
Uudestaan mä alan pohtimaan, ihan tosissaan, onko ihmisyyttä olemassakaan?

Voinko sanojen avulla luoda uutta mailmaa? Voinko kynällä piirtää rauhankyyhkysen?
Please, ethän sano mulle se on kaikki turhaa? Sillä toivoa täytyy pienen ihmisen.

Sillä toivoa täytyy, toivoa täytyy…
Sillä toivoa täytyy, toivoa täytyy…
Please, ethän sano mulle se on kaikki turhaa? Sillä toivoa täytyy pienen ihmisen.

 

Hope

(Composed and written by Kirsikka Manninen, 2024)

 

Sometimes I watch worriedly how humans destroy their own home.
Where did we go wrong when we destroyed the Garden of Gethsemane?
Sometimes, I shed a tear because I feel that I’m just too weak.

Can I create a new world with words? Can I draw a peace dove with a pen? Please, don’t tell me it’s all pointless. Because hope is necessary for a little human.
Sometimes I start to feel anxious that greed is rewarded here.
Words are not enough to express how cruel it is when no genocide is prevented.
Again, I start seriously pondering, is humanity even real?

Can I create a new world with words? Can I draw a peace dove with a pen? Please, don’t tell me it’s all pointless. Because hope is necessary for a little human.
Because hope is necessary, hope is necessary…
Because hope is necessary, hope is necessary…
Please, don’t tell me it’s all pointless. Because hope is necessary for a little human.

Túnicas blancas – Duo Pepe och Mary

 

Ven aquí, duérmete,
canta conmigo mi canción
Túnicas blancas te cubrirán,
ven a mis brazos a descansar.

Sueña con flores en primavera,
con mariposas de mil colores.
No mires hacia arriba,
no escuches, es el viento.

Ya tus ojitos caen de sueño,
duerme tranquilo, te cuidaré.
No tendras frío, niño mío,
que la manana pronto vendrá.

Entre las aguas, entre los ríos,
con el desierto caminarás.
El sol candente te abrazará,
duérmete pronto y soñarás.

Miro tus ojos, plenos de sueño,
seco tus lágrimas, lluvia de fuego.
Sueña mi niño en un mañana,
que la esperanza llega temprana.

Entre las aguas, entre los ríos
Con el desierto caminarás
El sol candente te abrazará
Duérmete pronto y soñarás.

 

 

White Tunics

 

Come here, slumber

Sing with me my song 

White tunics will cover you 

Come to my arms and rest 

 

Dream about flowers in spring 

About colorful butterflies 

Do not look up, 

Don’t listen, it’s the wind

 

Your sleepy eyes are already closing 

Sleep in peace, I’ll take care of you 

Don’t be cold, child of mine 

Soon the morning will come 

 

Between the waters, between the river 

With the desert, you will walk 

The warm sun will embrace you 

Sleep soon so you can dream 

 

I see your eyes, full of sleep 

I wipe your tears, rain of fire 

Dream my child, of a tomorrow 

For the hope rises with the dawn

 

Between the waters, between the river 

With the desert, you will walk 

The warm sun will embrace you 

Sleep soon so you can dream

 

 

Vita tunikor

 

Kom hit, sov,
sjung med mig min sång.
Vita tunikor täcker dig
kom till mina armar för att vila.

Dröm om vårblommorna,
om färgglada fjärilar.
Titta inte uppåt,
lyssna inte, det är vinden.

Dina små ögon faller av sömn,
sov gott, jag tar hand om dig.
Du skall inte frysa, mitt barn,
morgonen är snart här.

Mellan vattnen, mellan floden,
i öknen skall du gå.
Den varma solen omfamnar dig,
sov så du kan drömma.

Jag ser dina ögon, fulla av sömn,
jag torkar dina tårar, eldregn.
Dröm mitt barn om en morgondag,
om hoppet som tidigt kommer.

Mellan vattnen, mellan floden,
i öknen skall du gå.
Den varma solen omfamnar dig,
sov och dröm dig bort.

Tårar faller (Tears are Falling) – Mary Ndiaye

(Text och musik: Mary Ndiaye, Mattias Frändå, Johan
Åsgärde, Memo Crescendo)

[Vers 1]
Jag ser mig runt på gatan, känner nånting vakna djupt inom mig. Jag läser vad de skriver,
gårdagens rubriker, angår det mig?
Tänk om det var jag, tänk om det var jag, tänk om det var jag.
På andra sidan jorden ekar alla ropen är det nån som hör? Jag kan inte blunda och jag
börjar undra vad är det vi gör?
Tänk om det var jag , tänk om det var jag, tänk om det var jag.

[Ref]
Tårar faller. Världen glömmer hur barnen väcks av bomber. Tänk om det var jag. Tänk om
det var jag. Tänk om det var jag. Tänk om det var du tänk om det var vi.

[Vers 2]
Vägrar acceptera, varför tolerera det vi vet är fel? Inga tomma löften, dags att höja rösten,
göra våran del. Att vi väljer att stå tysta, är det samma som ett ja.
Ref
Tårar faller och världen glömmer hur barnen väcks av bomber. Tänk om det var jag, tänk om
det var jag, tänk om det var jag. Tänk om det var du, tänk om det var vi, kunde varit jag.

[Outro]
Dags att säga nej, Dags att säga nej.
Tänk om det var jag, tänk om det var jag, nej!
Nej, nej!
Tänk om det var jag, tänk om det var jag, nej!

 

English Translation

[Verse 1]
I look around the street and feel something awakening from deep inside of me. I read what they are writing, yesterday’s headlines, does it concern me?
Imagine it was me, imagine it was me, imagine it was me?
From the other side of the world the cries echo, does anyone hear? I can’t close my eyes and I’m starting to wonder what are we doing here?
Imagine it was me, imagine it was me, imagine it was me?

[Chorus]
Tears are falling. The world is ignoring how children are woken up by bombs. Imagine it was me. Imagine it was me. Imagine it was me. Imagine it was you, imagine it were us.

[Verse 2]
Refuse to accept this, why tolerate what we know is wrong? No more empty promises, time to raise our voices, and do our part. Us choosing to remain silent is the same as saying it’s okay.

[Chorus]
Tears are falling. And the world is ignoring how children are woken up by bombs. Imagine it was me. Imagine it was me. Imagine it was me. Imagine it was you, imagine it were us.
Could have been me

[Outro]
Time to say no, Time to say no.
Imagine it was me, imagine it was me, no!
No, no!
Imagine it was me, imagine it was me, no!

Until The End ft. Ruffian Rugged – Nadia Sadok

 

[Intro]

(Angela Davis:) “At a challenging moment in our history, let us remind ourselves that
we the hundreds of thousands, the millions of women, trans people, men and
youth who are here at the Women’s March, we represent the powerful forces of change that are determined to prevent the dying cultures of racism, hetero-
patriarchy from rising again.”

 

[Verse 1]

You set the world on fire
And plugged us into wires
How long will you hold us down?
Everybody with talent got stuck underground
‘Cause we won’t live forever
So get your shit together
We’ve got way bigger problems
We don’t wanna die, starting at the bottom

 

[Chorus]

You keep lyin’, you keep lyin’ to yourself
If you ever thought that you need anybody else
They be tryin’ to mess with our heads
But we will fight until the end
You keep lyin’, you keep lyin’ to yourself
‘Cause your mind ripped like the flyer on the shelf
I am tryin’, I’m on fire but I’m tense
We will fight until the end

 

[Verse 2]

I will fight ’til the end,
I got my right to defend
If I had wings I could fly,
But we die on the fence
A hungry mob is an angry mob,
These are hunger games
We want a change
Got sidetracked, stuck, and framed

You ain’t superior
You ain’t the people
And we ain’t illegal
Between shades of evil
Raise no demon, stay pangean
Stop torturing one another now

What’s power to the people if we’re running out of water

 

[Chorus]

You keep lyin’, you keep lyin’ to yourself
If you ever thought that you need anybody else
They be tryin’ to mess with our heads
But we will fight until the end
You keep lyin’, you keep lyin’ to yourself
‘Cause your mind ripped like the flyer on the shelf
I am tryin’, I’m on fire but I’m tense
We will fight until the end

 

[Verse 3]

I will fight till di end fi di lie whe dem tell, reunite any gang

Inna di night with a skeng there, ’cause I shall revenge, ’cause di life a means hell

A hungry mob is an angry mob, well these are hunger games

Gonna riot ’cause we want a change, but anytime we reproduce di same damn

mistakes

Ev’ry man fi himself, and ev’ry girl fi herself

Dem waan dash weh di water outta di well, but economy monopoly a dash weh

our wealth

Dash weh our health care, dash weh our wealth care, hop inna di Bentley don’t
give us help, blame refugee camps deh, fuck you, righteous a stand up and stand clear

 

[Outro]

(Angela Davis:) “Those who still defend the supremacy of white male hetero-
patriarchy had better watch out. Resistance on the ground, resistance in the

classrooms, resistance on the job, resistance in our art and in our music. This is
just the beginning and in the words of the inimitable Ella Baker: ‘We who believe in

freedom cannot rest until it comes.”

Visa till Palestina (A song for Palestine) – Johanna Kroon

 

Det finns en visa jag ej vill sjunga, och denna visa ska jag sjunga nu. 

Och dessa ord önskar jag betunga, er som bär skygglappar ännu.

Er tystad om det som sker i Gaza, ska vi påminna er om gång på gång.

Men vi är många som ser med fasa, Palestina ni har min sång.

 

Jag har en fråga till vår regering, är Palestinska liv för er nått värt.

Var god att blicka tillbaks i tiden, jag undrar har ni inte mera lärt?

Hur kan man samvetslöst ej hårt fördöma. Stå upp för barnens rätt till fred och lek?

Framtiden ska aldrig er tystnad glömma, nej den ska minnas ett ohyggligt svek.

 

En visa kan inga krig förhindra. Och inga toner kan rädda liv. 

Men kanske kan det om möjligt lindra, och ge oss kamplust i en nattsvart tid. 

För Palestinska barn och deras fäder, för deras mödrar och för deras land. 

Vi demonstrerar högt i alla väder. Och sträcker solidaritetens hand. 

 

A song for Palestine 

 

There is one song I don’t want to sing, and this song I will sing now

And I wish these words will be burdensome, for those who still wear blinders

Your silence about what’s happening in Gaza, we will remind you again and again

Many of us watch in horror, Palestine you have my song

I have a question for our government, are Palestinian lives worth anything to you

Please look back in time, I wonder, haven’t you learned more?

How can one unscrupulously not harshly condemn. Stand up for the children’s right to peace and play

The future will never forget your silence, no it will remember a hideous betrayal

A song cannot prevent any wars. And no notes can save lives

But maybe it can, if possible, alleviate, and give us fighting spirit in a dark time

For Palestinian children and their fathers, for their mothers and for their country

We’re speak up loudly in all weathers. And extends the hand of solidarity

Wake up, ….the Devil is at your door – Mondegreen Bees

 

(Song opens with sound of house keys being shaken – a symbol in Palestine)

 

Wake up, wake up, the Devil is at your door,

Wake up, wake up, the Devil’s coming back for more,

Now he’s making his plans, while he’s stealing your lands, like before.

He push you aside, the World Police by his side, like cheap whores.

 

Wake up, wake up, the Devil shoot you down again,

Wake up, wake up, the Devil gets the guns from his friends,

Yeah, the Stars and Stripes of David are there to be seen,

The silence of politicians, blatantly SCREAMS

 

Wake up, wake up, the Devil burn the hospital bed,

Wake up, wake up, he shoots the people that just want to be fed,

And he blames all his woes, on people that hide in the ground,

And he answers them all, by shooting women and children down.

 

Wake up, wake up, the world starts to see your face,

Wake up, wake up, your children gotta live with disgrace,

See the time is coming, the tide is turning now,

And we’re putting the Devil, down in a hole in the ground.

Wake up, wake up, wake up before it’s too late.

When I Burned – EVDO

 

[Verse 1]

I step on the glass, the world beneath my feet, There’s a flame in my heart that burns bridges. Don’t look for the good in me, I’m like a storm, a winter whirlwind, The bitch game is my life costume. 

 

[Chorus]

When I burned, I made a new light, Rising from the ashes like a phoenix, renewed. Self-centered, yeah, I’m at the center of the universe, My self is the law that rules the ball.  

 

[Verse 2]

Like a catharsis, I let go of the past, What doesn’t kill me makes me stronger. I’m the queen of my own world Power and passion are my faithful companions. 

 

[Chorus]

When I burned, I made a new light, Rising from the ashes like a phoenix, renewed. Self-centered, yes, I’m at the center of the universe, My self is the law that rules the ball.  

[Bridge]

They say I’m too narcissistic But I only love myself, and that’s my strength. I choose my path, and let it be a fiery one, Cause I’m the flame that won’t go out (o-a-o). When I burned, you won’t go out. 

 

[Chorus]

When I burned, I made a new light Rising from the ashes like a phoenix, renewed. Self-centered, yes, I’m at the center of the universe, My self is the law that rules the ball. 

 

[Bridge]

They say I’m too narcissistic But I only love myself, and that’s my strength. I choose my path, and let it be a fiery one.

Women’s Song for Gaza – Emma Ringqvist

 

We anchored up and sailed out from the shore of Spain

On our boat Zeytuna Olive, that’s her name

And olive is the symbol of a far away place

To which we steer our course across the waves

We are thirteen women here to sail with peace in our hands

Towards our sisters in this foreign land

From many different corners of this world we have come

To bring to you the freedom of a song

 

[Chorus]

We will sail for your freedom, our sisters in Palestine

We will never be silent until you are free     

 

We are guided by the light of the stars at night

And the power of the sea so very bright

As the world is watching us we bring our women’s voice

With a message that we all should have a choice

Your grandmothers they planted olive trees

Upon this land were you should live in peace

Those trees of a thousand years they have been dug away

May your daughters plant new seeds and watch them stay

 

[Chorus]

We will sail for your freedom, our sisters in Palestine

We will never be silent until you are free (x2)