From the river to the sea,
Palestinians will be free
365 days of endless fight,
Their will remains, burning bright.
Through the valleys and over the hills
Remnants of their unwavering wills
A year of suffering, but they abandon every dark sight,
Keeping the faith, holding the divine light, and remaining upright.
In the towns and in the fields,
365 days their strength is revealed
Underneath the ancient sky,
A spirit that refuses to die.
Children’s laughter, songs of old,
Stories of the brave retold
Even in a year of despair,
Hope and courage fill the air.
Walls may rise and shadows fall,
365 days, they’ve faced it all
In their eyes, the future’s gleam,
In their hearts, a boundless dream.
Underneath the olive tree,
Dreams of peace and liberty
365 days, united they stand,
Strength woven, hand in hand.
Through the struggles, through the pain,
365 days, yet hope remains
Children play, elders sing,
Of the freedom the future brings.
From the river to the sea,
Palestinians will be free
One year on, their burning plea,
For a land where they can be.
In each soul, the fire burns,
For the day when peace returns
Voices rise, a mighty plea,
With resilience, they decree:
From the river to the sea,
Palestinians will be free.
