Echoes of Your Heart (ft. Aicnamun) (live)

Beneath the rubble, broken toys lie,
Laughter frozen in the dust,
A city that asked for nothing
But the simple right to trust.
Yet still, the olive tree will grow —
Peace will come, though winds may blow.

Walls collapse and rooftops fall,
But roots hold fast beneath the pain,
In every stone, a voice still calls
Of love, of loss, of hope again.
And still, the olive tree will grow —
Peace will come, though winds may blow.

Gaza bleeds but does not bow,
Its sky is torn by fire and steel,
Yet children walk through ruins now
With dreams no war can ever steal.
Because the olive tree will grow —
Peace will come, though winds may blow.

They kill the streets, the schools, the names,
Erase the seasons, scorch the land,
But they can’t burn the sacred flame
That flickers in a mother’s hand.
Forever, the olive tree will grow —
Peace will come, though winds may blow.

One day, cranes will build with grace,
Windows will open to songs and light,
And Gaza, rising from this place,
Will greet the dawn with quiet might.
Yes, still, the olive tree will grow —
Peace will come, though winds may blow.

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