Hello everybody
Im amateur songwriter and I just finish a song about syrian civil war.
I have written the lyrics and the music of this song
Im in vocals and I have played the guitars.
On flute is my little son Lefteris (11 years old)
syrian civil war
The night is cold the wind is blowing
I closed my eyes blood keeps on flowing
hold my hand this boat is our freedom or our grave but you cant go back until the end we have to try
Isis took my wife and my little son
before the dawn they killed them one by one
if you see a rose tree down there in Manjib just gentlly talk to it to see it in bloom and then cut its red red roses
is there enybody there to look behind the curtains
is there anybocdy who can hear the knell of a requiem bell
have you ever seen white lights flashing in your head
is there anybody there to join me to hell
the sea is dark while Serines singing
our inner light is slowly blinking
this stormy sea is not a grave is a gate to be released is the exit of the tears
so hold my hand as this boat is sinking
get a glimpse on the other side tell me what you see
do you remember that old song
is anybody that you can see on the other side
you left the dark don't cry anymore