Forty days and forty nights
The bombs rained down
School, road, marketplace
The world we knew
Now only dust and blood
Who will tend the orchard, with harvest coming on?
Who will greet the sunrise on the hill?
Will we ever taste again the spices of our home?
Who can know it if we ever will?
Forty days and forty nights
We fled, frightened
Desert, mountain, stormy sea...
Silent strangers
Passing by your door
Will we be forgotten as we journey far from home?
Will we find a safer place to stay?
Will new neighbors welcome us as brothers and as friends?
Or will they scoff and send us on our way?
Forty days and forty nights
We've settled now
Hopeful, worn out, broken
All was lost
Except our hope
Forty days and forty nights
We've settled now
Hopeful, worn out, broken
All was lost
Except our hope
Forty days and forty nights
We've settled now
Hopeful, worn out, broken
All was lost
(Except our hope)
Forty days and forty nights
We've settled now
Hopeful, worn out, broken
All was lost
Except our hope
Forty days and forty nights
The bombs rained down
The world we left behind
The world we knew
Now just a memory
May we sit and share with you the story of our journey
And of our hope, and hardships overcome?
May we help you tend your orchard, when harvest's coming on?
May we share with you the spices of our home?