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Like a tapestry of colors,
Black and white, and green and red.
One stands up and then one follows.
A chain that never has an end.

Like a fabric made of cotton,
and a sun that's burning deep,
pomegranates, golden saffron,
waves keep dancing through the sea.

We show up in little places,
knowing that we're barely seen.
Like a message carved within us,
people rise when people fall.

Weaving our hopes in the ground ,
hanging hopes on olive trees,
I see love in eyes and faces,
and we know that we will win.

But in this life or maybe another,
we will shine brightly and free,
cause it was always like it should be
from the river to the sea.