Women's march

We cannot despair
Don't be silent, don't you dare
Shout a thundering yell
It's our duty to follow their trail

We cannot despair
Don't be silent,don't you dare
With our wounded skin
We have to get dirty and ward off the king

We cannot despair
Don't be silent, don't you dare
Shout a thundering yell
It's our duty to follow their trail

Kings, all mighty lords
Rise us up on tiny swords
My king my lord
Sits in a castle of satin and gold

Kings, all mighty lords
Rise us up on tiny swords
My lord my king
The castle is ready for us to get in



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Writer(s): לוטרינגר אלון, אלטר רוני
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