I saw the case of the East
with the moon for a flag
and i counted four words
to sing it's light to the world
But then I saw Jerousalem
a poppy (that meant war) on a rock
I heard a funeral music
when i leant over it
Don't you see humble chappel,
you who you believe "Peace on Earth"
That the birds hide with their wings
when they hear these dangerous letters "Danger: The front line"
The path leads to the fountain,
you may want to refill their bucket
but don't go Mary-Magdalen
Your body doesn't worth for them the water you provide
Whatever the God says, Whatever the God says
And the Olive tree (of peace and war that arose when Athena hit the rock on the fountain)
mourns its shadow
it's tender spouse its friend (alone)
who lie beneath the rubble that make it's way,
prisoners in enemy territory
On the spike of the barbed wire
the butterfly waits for the rose
the people are so scatter-brained
that they would reject him if he dared
In the name of god, in the name of God
The women fall under the storm
Tomorrow the blood will be washed
The road is made of courage
one-woman show
But of course i've seen jerousalem
a poppy on a rock
I always heard that divine music
while i am leant over it
The funeral music for 6-million-souls
who don't have their marble mausoleums
and who inspite the infamous soil
have made a home for them
The God will speak, the God will speak