Nicolette Aubourg

Lyrics

When Palestine Is Free (music and lyrics by Nicolette Aubourg)

A woman is sweeping blood
in a room that has no walls.
More bombs have fallen here
than any other war.
More children have been killed
than ever before.
It’s a wasteland, a graveyard
that once was beautiful,
with olive trees and history
for thousands of years.

America sends the bombs
and humanitarian aid.
Will they eat before they die
or die for a bag of flour?
There’s nowhere to hide
from the drones and snipers’ fire.
Civilians are crushed
like petals in the dust -
intentionally run over
by the IDF bulldozers.

But there is still a kite that flies
high above in Palestine!
And on the ruins the children play
and in the tents the mothers pray
they will live to see the day
Palestine is free!

Families walk for miles.
Along the road they die.
There are no safe zones -
that was just a lie.
Hospitals besieged and bombed,
civilians inside.
The doctors and the medics
made their final sacrifice -
some found in mass graves
with their hands zip-tied.

There’s no food or water,
no medical supplies.
The suffering and starvation
are tools of genocide.
Doctors forced to operate
can’t anesthetize.
And in their dreams they hear the screams of people left to die,
and incubator babies
that can’t be kept alive.

But there is still a kite that flies
high above in Palestine!
And on the ruins the children play
and in the tents the mothers pray
they will live to see the day
Palestine is free!

Rafah is destroyed -
there was no red line.
International laws
are blatantly ignored.
Hundreds killed in bed
to free two hostages.
Tents are set on fire,
children burned alive.
Netanyahu, Trump and Biden
deny the genocide.

Civilians are arrested,
detained without a cause.
Tortured and they’re maimed -
some return insane.
Journalists are targeted -
killed before our eyes.
They gave their lives to show the truth -
they were far too young to die.
But the occupation forces
have too much to hide.

But there is still a kite that flies
high above in Palestine!
And on the ruins the children play
and in the tents the mothers pray
they will live to see the day
Palestine is free!
Palestine is free!