Anne

 Aurora Aurore

C Mére

Marie France

O Mary if you knew all the evil that is done to me O Mary, if I could In your bare arms I rest Vanished my innocence You were my last chance Little by little you disappear Despite my desperate efforts And nothing will ever be the same again I've seen more horrors than wonders Men have gone mad to bind I'd give anything to forget O Mary, if you only knew All the evil that is done to me O Mary, if I could (In your naked arms, rest And I'm running all day without knowing where I'm going In the noise, in the smoke I see shadows killing each other Tomorrow will be the big day It will take bravery Yes, to go to the front in the front line O Mary, please give me a sign Lying in the grass, I wake up I saw death in its simplest form She promised me a vacation Yes, death promised me her last dance O Mary, if you only knew All the evil that has been done to me O Mary, I will wait for you to come to heaven to find me, O Mary, I will wait for you to come and find me in heaven You know, every day I tell myself how lucky I am to have an audience like you, thank you

Haifa

Oh I Wish I Was In The Land Of Cotton Old Times They Are Not Forgotten Look Away, Look Away, Look Away Dixieland Oh I Wish I Was In Dixie, Away, Away In Dixieland I'll Take My Stand To Live And Die In Dixie In Dixieland, Where I Was Born Early Lord One Frosty Morn Look Away, Look Away, Look Away Dixieland Glory, Glory Hallelujah Glory, Glory Hallelujah Glory, Glory Hallelujah His Truth Is Marching On So Hush Little Baby Don't You Cry You Know Your Daddy's Bound To Die But All My Trials Lord Will Soon Be Over Glory, Glory Hallelujah His Truth Is Marching On! His Truth Is Marching On!

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored He has loosed the fateful lightening of His terrible swift sword His truth is marching on I have seen him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps They have builded him an altar in the evening dews and damps I have read his righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps His day is marching on Glory, glory, hallelujah Glory, glory, hallelujah Glory, glory, hallelujah His Truth is marching on I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnish'd rows of steel As ye deal with my contempters so with you my grace shall deal Let the hero born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel Since God is marching on He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat Oh, be swift, my soul to answer him be jubilant, my feet Our God is marching on Glory, glory, hallelujah Glory, glory, hallelujah Glory, glory, hallelujah His Truth is marching on His Truth is marching on

Jerusalem