Israel

Little orphans in the snow With nowhere to call a home Start their singing, their singing Waiting through the summertime For their hearts to melt in time That's why they're singing, they're singing

Waiting for the sun To turn blood into wine The sweet taste in your mouth Turn bitter with its glass

It is right now It is right now It is right now It is right now

Shattered fragments of the past Feeding days of myth and dust Like the neckline in your palm Red and green replace the scene Of a long forgotten dream There were princes and there were kings

Now hidden in disguise Cheap wrappings of lies Keep your hearts alive With a song from inside

Even though we're not alone We are never on our own When we're singing, singing

Oh, oh