Eli Geva - Moddi

The dogs of war are loose again

Cold blows the wind to me

And widows weep for fallen men

For fallen men they weep again

Cold blows the wind to me

Again the ravens rule the skies

Cold blows the wind to me

With hacking beaks and hungry cries

With hungry cries they wheel the skies

Cold blows the wind to me

We heard the march of army boots

Cold blows the wind to me

Until they stopped outside Beirut

Outside Beirut we heard them shoot

Cold blows the wind to me

But then up spoke a colonel bold

The finest in the land

Said: «If orders come to take the town

I cannot obey their command

I cannot follow them»

So when at last the order came

Cold blows the wind to me

The world knew Eli Geva’s name

The world knew Eli Geva’s name

Stood up against that cold, cold wind

Come blow his name to me