A conversation between two hearts Joy?! What is joy? It is that feeling When you start jumping Up and down? It is that feeling When you are beating As fast as you can! Aha... I know, But, that to me Is fear and terror When f16's are shelling Every house in town I start jumping Like a mad clown! Is this really joy? No... No Joy is that feeling When you are going To meet some dear one you love As if you're flying in the clouds Up above Aha... I know But this is to me So sad and painful For I can't stop the tears flooding down Looking at my father Behind the prison bars! Unable to touch him Or even kiss him goodbye! Is this really joy? No... No Joy is what you get When you really want Just to stop all time Wishing that The hand of the clock Never ticks, nor tocks Freezing that moment Forever and ever! Aha... I know But, this is to me Horror and beyond When soldiers come dashing Knocking at the door Crashing and smashing Mixing rice flour and oil Looking for my brother Who just turned thirteen Is this really joy? No... No Joy is so warm Like, When you're wrapped up In your cozy bed In a soft blanket With your cuddly toy! Aha... I know But, this is what I get When they start bombing The late night shelling I feel hot and sweaty Hiding under my bed Scared and terrified Is that really joy? No... No Joy is so sweet Like chocolate and candy-bars When you start eating You can never stop Aha... but I don’t know What is chocolate? And what is candy-bars? I guess I'll never know What is joy For I am only The heart Of a Palestinian boy
