Inside the tin shacks Near the sand and waves Over the rocks and thorns ...Between the dust and frenzy The boy appeared, molded With Henna and waves Throwing his net into the sea Bringing in fish and lanterns Gaza is surrounded With young men like the light Throwing defeat behind them Brother supporting brother Beckoning your sea in the morning Evening and night Throwing over the wound Its salt And a sparrow with its wing Wipes away its blood Flutters over its wounds Flying again Oh wave within the sea Bring me a candle To light on the rocks And dry away the tears.