Zion's dawn arises again
Light peaks through the sky cracks.
Dawn along the Mediterranean paradise once more,
I lift my head, light rays softly caressing me.
Pleased that for a new day has begun,
The soft graze of light on my cheeks nudge me forward.
Along southwards the desolate white umbrella'ed Bat Yam Beach
Light peaks through the sky cracks.
Dawn along the Mediterranean paradise once more,
I lift my head, light rays softly caressing me.
Pleased that for a new day has begun,
The soft graze of light on my cheeks nudge me forward.
Along southwards the desolate white umbrella'ed Bat Yam Beach
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