I had first realized the shape I was in After six years in uniform, in the standing din I signed in at eighteen for a college degree Recruiting out of high school into opportunity
I'd always equated my love for my land With the loyalty of the army but now I understand I'm from a small town, I knew quiet streets There was a market where people often meet
I built my home there, me and my family These are the loneliest days I've seen My soldiers are marching according to rank They have occupied the borderlines outside the West Bank
I'm relieving my attention on a bloody red machine A conscientious citizen for the democratic regime This kind of struggle's not one to go alone So I'm joining the opposition but I'm never going home
I'm from a small town, no cause and no elites There was a market where people often meet I remember loved ones but I don't remember peace These are the loneliest days I've seenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
