Inch'Allah
Salvatore AdamoSeconda versione inglese | |
INCH'ALLAH | INCH'ALLAH |
I saw the Orient and its treasures With the moon as a banner And I intended in a few verses To put its splendor into a song | I saw the Orient and its treasures With the moon as a banner And I intended in a few verses To put its splendor into a song |
But when I saw Jerusalem A lonely poppy on the rock I heard a sound of requiem When I held it in my hand | But when I saw Jerusalem Just like a red rose in the sand I heard a silent requiem When I held it in my hand |
Oh little chapel, don't you see When you whisper "Peace on earth" The little birds fly away with fear When the hear the shout of gun | I found a chapel, I tried a prayer But that's when the nightmare began Even the birds flew away with fear When they heard the sound of guns |
The road will lead you to the fountain Where you would like to fill your jug You better stop Marie Magdalena For them your body ain't worth water | And I could feel the weight of hatred With Cries on both sides of the street Oh Lord of love weren't you born here? It's you I had just come to meet |
Inch'Allah! Inch'Allah! God willing! Inch'Allah! | Inch'Allah! Inch'Allah! God willing! Inch'Allah! |
The olive tree is crying for its shadow Its tender friend, tender wife Who is lying in the ruins Captive on the enemy side | The olive tree wept for its shadow Its tender love, tender wife Who was lying on the ruins On the other side of life |
On the phone, on the wire The butterfly was seeking a rose Saying to himself people are so mad They will kill me if I ever dare Lord of heaven lord of hell You are where you like to be But don't you see the hungry people Don't you hear the children cry | Trembling on the barbed wire A butterfly was watching a flower Thinking "People are so mad" They'd kill me if I cross the border |
Inch'Allah! Inch'Allah! God willing! Inch'Allah! | Children of Ismaël and Israël Before your whole land turns to hell Why don't you try some steps together Guided by a white dove in the sky |
Is our life a crucifixion? Must we suffer through the years? Just an endless genuflexion Washing blood away with tears | Inch'Allah! Inch'Allah! God willing! Inch'Allah! |
Yes I saw Jerusalem A lonely poppy on the rock I always hear that requiem Seeing in my troubled mind | Is our life a crucifixion? Must we suffer through the years? As we struggle for redemption Washing blood away with tears |
Requiem for six millions souls Who don't have their marble grave And weather groomed sands They are now six millions trees | Oh yes I saw Jerusalem Like a red rose in the sand I always hear that requiem Each time I hold it in my hand |
Inch'Allah! Inch'Allah! God willing! Inch'Allah! | Requiem for millions of souls Of people lying in nameless tombs In heaven there's room for them all Now enough blood, Salam! Shalom! |