Beirut Pride


Roads turned into battlfields
People screaming and shouting
There was no time to heal
Always needed to keep fighting

Many years later, the city got rebuilt
A war ended, but a new one started
People's minds covered in dirt
Their acceptance became blinded

Lost its colors many years ago
Nobody tried to bring them back
Darkness has started to grow
Even time lost its track

New generations came to this land
Trying to fix the past mistakes
With no weapons, only a flag in their hands
Asking for their rights, no matter what it takes

We may get banned many times
It takes time to build a country
They may see our work as a crime
But we'll always fight proudly

Let's raise our flags instead of guns
Let's show them how to love
Let's dance under the moon and the sun
Ourselves, let's be proud of

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