Fred Small - The Hills Of Ayalon Lyrics
In the hills of Ayalon above the broken earthTwo boys shout and play with a ball on a field of shrub and dirtDivided sons of Abraham exhausted embracePrince of Islam, pride of Judah know each other's face"If we met on the sands of Sinai under a molten skyAnd if you held me in your sights and looked me in the eyeWhat would you do?""If we met on the sands of Sinai under a molten skyAnd if I held you in my sights and looked you in the eyeI would shoot you dead."In the hills of Ayalon that once were no man's landShepherds chase their wandering sheep and lead them home again"My grandfather died at Dachau, never will I forget""The British set fire to my grandfather's village and left twelve moslem dead""If we met on the cliffs of Haramoun stunned by the rocket's flashAnd if you found my heart exposed and a pistol in your graspWhat would you do?""If we met on the cliffs of Haramoun stunned by the rocket's flashAnd if I found your heart exposed and a pistol in my graspI would take you prisoner, hide you away, then set you free."In the hills of Ayalon the young ones play a gameToss an orange in the air and call each other's nameRicky, Shimon, Shalom, Naomi -- catch it before it fallsYoussef, Hassan, Amal, Amira tear down the walls"If we met by the River Jordan under a rain of nailsAnd if you raised your rifle up and your aim could not failWhat would you do?""If we met by the River Jordan under a rain of nailsAnd if I raised my rifle up and my aim could not failI would put down my gun, open my arms, and weep
