The Lebanon

The life was cheap on bread and wine
And sharing meant no shame
From the Lebanon, the Lebanon
It can't be true

It can't be true

When the soldiers have gone?
From the Lebanon, the Lebanon
Before he leaves the camp he stops

And who will have won
Is where the snipers sometimes hide
I must be dreaming
He left his home the week before
Weren't we supposed to keep the peace
From the Lebanon, the Lebanon
But now he finds he is at war
When the soldiers have gone?

The Lebanon, from the Lebanon
To beat the fear that she might die
He scans the world outside
He thought he'd be like the police
She is awakened by the screams
And who will have won
Of rockets flying from nearby

And scared she clings onto her dreams

I must be dreaming
And where there used to be some shops
And who will have won
When the soldiers have gone?