Listen to me
These streets they are yours and they're mine
You're not staying with me
I can't promise all will be fine
When you're grown
You'll no longer have to ask why
Just come back home
When land is as calm as the sky
I'm a mother and a fighter
I can do both just as well
But the mother who's the fighter
Knows her place all too well
Is this all a dream
The city we built starts to fall
And our olive trees
Were one days supposed to be yours
Now these centipedes
They're crawling all over our walls
Now these centipedes
They're crawling all over our walls
I'm a mother and a fighter
I can do both just as well
But the mother who's the fighter
Knows her place all too well
Listen to me
These streets they are yours and they're mine
You're not staying with me
I can't promise all will be fine
When you're grown
You'll no longer have to ask why
Just come back home
When land is as calm as the sky
