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Blogg leti.. (litid ljod um Palestinu/Israel)

Er einfaldlega ekki miklu studi til ad blogga thessa dagana, hendi thvi bara inn ljodi sem eg orti herna um daginn thegar mer leiddist. Ekkert merkilegt einfalt rim og einfold ord en jaja thid njotid bara ef thid njotid og ofugt. Thvi midur fyrir suma er ljodid a ensku, gaeti reynt ad vinna i Islenskri thydingu eda bara a yrda nytt ljod.

Who's to tell

In the weirdest of places

who's to tell the tale?

Their tear swollen faces

that look just too pale.

 

God has chosen a nation

swinging their mighty sword.

Ruling their occupation

who's to tell the lord?

 

Who's to tell the story

of war that's grows so fast/

That gives hearts the glory

to beat as one at last

 

My hope shall always live

and never will I pause.

So gladly I would give

my life to such a cause

 

Their eyes are blind

and never will unfold.

Action far from kind

forever remain untold.
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Aron of ArabiaCool


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