DAM - Jerusalem - Al Quds

Stream Dam’s new track Jerusalem - Al Quds here: Video by fan Credits: Original poem by William Blake Lyrics: DAM Itamar Music and Co. Follow DAM: Facebook: Twitter: Lyrics: DAM – ‘Jerusalem – Al Quds’ Bring me my Bow of burning gold; Bring me my Arrows of desire: Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold! Bring me my Chariot of fire! الكل بدو قطعة من بهية المساكن وعد الله زهرة المدائن للي عندو جيش اكبر للي عندو سيف امضى للي يتطلع بالمراي ويشوف حالو انقى فوق الآسطحة آعلام في كل الآلوان العالم كلو تقلص وسكن هان اعطينا سفن ركبنا حصن عن ذنوبنا احنا بدنا نكفر Bring me my arrows bring me my spears till we build al Quds fi Ard al Engliz we never cease copyright it, your style got ripped by ISIS violins don’t make it less violent If your drive is to colonize it i will not put my seat belt and sit in silence never been a passive passenger if the message is to shoot then ama shoot the messenger I admit it, never been religious, always saw it vicious, treated women like bitches way before Hip Hop did it, get it , if I’m wrong maybe god forgive but if I’m right then i forgive him Bring me my Bow of burning gold; Bring me my Arrows of desire: Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold! Bring me my Chariot of fire! اعطيني رمح، اعطيني مدفع هناك احنا بدنا نصلي ونكبر اعطيني دبابة، اعطيني مستوطن هناك احنا قررنا نبني موطن وخلف الآسوار، طفل بيضحك صبية بتلعب، وامرأة ع باب العامود صافنة بالجنون، في משמר גבול بتدور ع عقل بين الجنون Bring me my arrows bring me my spears till we build al Quds fi Ard al Engliz we never cease copyright it, your style got ripped by ISIS violins don’t make it less violent Bring me my Bow of burning gold; Bring me my Arrows of desire: Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold! Bring me my Chariot of fire! Verse 1 Every one wants a piece of this flourishing home God promised the Rose of Cities to whoever has the biggest army and the sharpest sword to whoever looks at the mirror and see himself superior Above the roofs you have flags of all the colors The whole world shrunk and located here Hand us ships, put us on horses We want to make up for our sins Verse 2 Hand me a spear, give me a canon We want to pray and call god Hand me a tank, hand me a settler We decided we want to build a homeland And behind the wall, a child is smiling a girl is playing, and a woman at the Damascus Gate staring at the madness, at the Israeli Border Police searching for a reason between this madness