CÉCUBO WINE

Cure others from the government

The world and its ambitions

Wars and curses

That poor Jewish boy

Disoriented he doesn't know where to go

it breaks my heart

Caught in the blizzard

could be my grandson

And that poor Palestinian girl

Dead that the father carries in his arms

Wars in the name of God

It just can't be

The promised land

I built it in my heart

And I taste the cécubo wine from the riverside

There is no better pain reliever

To drive away this nightmare

Wrapped in shrapnel

And in images

I stand and moan before You Yahweh

Not in your name

Jerusalem, Jerusalem

What happened to the fifth commandment of the Tables of the Law?

Shalom, Shalom

Allah akver