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Come to me my white bird,

Peace pigeon.

Don’t worry about the olive branch

Fallen by storm.

Take these olive branches

From all around my country

They are for you.

Take them to all people

Who need them.

What if their colour, their religion,

Their language are different to us?

Come to me my white bird,

Peace pigeon.

These olive branches are for you.

Take them so that women shouldn’t be widowed,

Children shouldn’t be… Continue

Today millions of people are dying because of hunger
Which is a merciless master
That causes any kind of evil
And sweep you away like a duster.

Tonnes of food are wasted
Whereas thousands have never had tasted
Don’t wait, give your hand to help
Stop hunger,stop poverty
Don’t let the greedy
Capture the sources of the needy.

Hands in hands
Shoulders to shoulders
We march for peace and sovereignty
Altogether sing the song of liberty