Take down the walls
The girls want to dance.
Open the windows
The mothers want to water the flowers.
Empty the streets
The children want to smile driving their colored cars.
Open the doors
The fathers want to play music.
Take away the borders
From China to America
From Arbil to Sidney.
Open the ways,
The airways,
The lands,
The seas.
Me! I want to dance without boarders.
Dance! To dance zorba,
So that all of you come out with joy
From north to south,
From east to west.
Then we will shake the earth,
And at war, at our follies,
Wewill laugh wholeheartedly.
We will sew together the flags.
We will make carpets for the children
To play and roll on top of.
Open the ways.
Girls carrying freedom on their shoulders
They map out the road
From the east
From the darkest place
Where there are days the frowning demons dressed in black
Dreaming of the caliphate,
But those,
Those women, and those men
Carrying freedom on their shoulders,
Laugh and play music,
And prepare the earth for our communal dance.
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