In the land where hope meets strife,
Where dreams collide, where lives entwine,
A story unfolds, a battle to be told,
For the Palestinian flag to proudly shine.

In the heart of Jerusalem, ancient and grand,
A city divided, emotions raw and strong,
A symbol of faith, a beacon of hope,
For the Palestinian flag to finally belong.

Through the whispers of history, you hear our cries,
A people longing for freedom, for our rights,
Our voices united, echoing through time,
As we stand together, continue to fight.

With every tear shed, with every breath taken,
Their spirits rise, unyielding and true,
Through trials and tribulations, we remain unshaken,
For the Palestinian flag, a symbol of our hue.

They march with courage, hand in hand,
For peace and justice, we take a stand,
In the face of adversity, we rise above,
For the Palestinian flag, a symbol of love.

From Gaza to Ramallah, from Bethlehem to Hebron,
Their resilience burns, a flame that won't fade,
They carry our dreams, our hopes unbroken,
For the Palestinian flag, the symbol we've made.

In the darkest nights, when stars lose our glow,
They find strength within, we find the way,
Together, we'll rise. Together, we'll grow,
Until the Palestinian flag flies, come what may.

So let us join hands, let us stand tall,
In the pursuit of justice, we shall not fall,
For the Palestinian flag, waving high in the sky,
A testament to our courage, as dreams touch the sky.

We will fight until the Palestinian flag flies in Jerusalem. We are Ghosts of Palestine 🇵🇸