jerusalem

Oh Jerusalem, the city of sorrowA big tear wandering in the eyeWho will halt the aggression?On you, the pearl of religions?Who will wash your bloody walls?Who will safeguard the Bible?Who will rescue the Quran?Who will save Christ, From those who have killed Christ?Who will save man?_ا _دس__ _ا _د__ة_ ا_أحزا__ا د_عة_ _ب_رة_ تج___ __ ا_أج_ا___ _____ ا_عد_ا__ع_____ _ا _ؤ_ؤة_ ا_أد_ا___ _غس_ ا_د_اء_ ع_ حجارة_ ا_جدرا____ ___ذ_ ا_إ_ج_____ ___ذ_ ا__رآ____ ___ذ_ ا__س_ح_ ___ _ت__ا ا__س_ح___ ___ذ_ ا_إ_سا__

I come to listen to your pain and to hear the stories and memories of a few obsessed citizens. Jerusalem, I come to you in disguise: in over-colourful, immodest clothes and vulgar make-up... The only way I could come to you was in disguise, as a whore.