Illustration by: Job Riel C. Visto
I
Oh to move without restriction,
Our hands waving, feet running around,
A voice singing, a world of communication,
A hymn of peace and nature as its sound.
II
Oh to be free was a luxury,
To hear no more cries and missiles,
To be greeted with kindness not fury,
To have some cheers and whistles.
III
Oh to be free was our wish for Palestine,
To have these relevance and power through rhyme,
We wish for every child to dream,
Prayers and wishes to unite like a stream.
IV
With a unified voice we scream,
With hands and paws held up as a team,
From the river to the sea,
Palestine will be free!