Dust upon their brows, and fear in their gaze
Tiny feet wandering through smoky haze
Hopes like soft petals, crushed where they tread
In lands of jasmine bloom, where angels have bled
Each giggle once golden, now lost in the air
A star dims in silence, in moments unfair.

We are the Palestine, our spirits still burn
A thousand lost moments, we ache and we yearn
Though rockets may thunder and tear down the sky
Our hearts will not falter, we still will ask why
Our prayers ride the wind, over land and sign
We are the Palestine, in sorrow and shine.

Through ruins and twilight, a mother’s faint cry
For tomorrows unclaimed, and tears yet to dry
No swings in the playgrounds, no songs for the night
Just echoes of sorrow and dreams lost to fright
They carry the silence too heavy to show
A youth scarred by silence, too young yet to know.

We are the Palestine, our spirits still burn
A thousand lost moments, we ache and we yearn
Though rockets may thunder and tear down the sky
Our hearts will not falter, we still will ask why
Our prayers ride the wind, over land and sign
We are the Palestine, in sorrow and shine.

From the depths of the pain, a fire remains
A quiet resilience that breaks through chains
For justice to bloom, a world to renew
Your names will be sung, like morning dew.

We are the Palestine, our spirits still burn
A thousand lost moments, we ache and we yearn
Though rockets may thunder and tear down the sky
Our hearts will not falter, we still will ask why
Our prayers ride the wind, over land and sign
We are the Palestine, in sorrow and shine.

نحنُ فلسطينَ، بروحٍ مشتعلة
ألفُ لحظةٍ ضاعتْ، وما زلنا نأملُها
رغمَ الصواريخِ وهديرِ السماءِ
قلوبُنا تنبضُ، وترجو النجاة
دعاؤُنا يسري معَ كلِّ نسيم
نحنُ فلسطينَ، بوجهٍ كريم

Rest now, bright spirits, your journey is done
In a sky that opens to greet every one.