Yallah - Winter Family

YALLAH

ln the middle of the night 1 found myself walking in the Champs Elysees

of the middle east the wind was blowing hard on my face, wind of change

Cairo, Beirut, I hear voices telling me: Ruth, join the revolution

Cairo, Beirut, 1 hear voices telling me: Ruth, corne on and join it

so 1 went up the mountain to check out if the wind blew up the walls

went up the mountain to have a glimpse on the city of gold

walking barefoot in the gey-ben-hinnom I see souls searching for peace

and searching for home

but when I opened my eyes there were walls and isolation

1 hear the bells of the dormition

this is jerusalem, ciry of gold with heart of stone

this is jerusalem, city of gold with heart of stone

1 went up the street of the via de-la-rose, where a real man knew what

suffering was, out of the old city, turn right to zion square, heard a big

bomb out of a frigidaire, against: greeks, romans, persians, turkish, british,

orthodox, arabs and gays

greeks romans, persians, turkish, british, orthodoxes, arabs and gays

I went back to the city of tel aviv, city of sea, city of sand

met up some young, not innocent people who just want a little change

young, not innocent people they just want to live their lives

young, not innocent people they just want to live their fucking lives

and they don’t want to pay no more for occupation

don’t want to pay no more for settlers 's manipulations

don’t want to pay no more for racist education

don’t want to pay no more for leader’s coke & champagne

Cairo, Beirut, Tel-Aviv: now it 's you turn

Cairo, Beirut, Tel-Aviv: take the history in your hands

Cairo, Beirut, Tel-Aviv: the world is looking your way

Cairo, Beirut, Tel-Aviv: yallah make a revolution!

yallah make a revolution!

MR