ALLEN BONCK c 2010
BET-NAHRAIN
Bet-Nahrain, Bet-Nahrain, your the land of my fathers
and I hear you calling me.
Bet-Nahrain, Bet-Nahrain, I can feel your midnight breezes
blowing gently in the night.

REFRAIN:
And the struggle is so strong
and the battles been so long.
We are bruised, we’re in pain, we’ve been driven away
but our hearts are still in you, Bet-Nahrain.

Let it be, O’ my Lord, that we are your people
the work of your hands.
In my dreams, in the night, I can hear you calling
calling me back to my home.

REFRAIN:

Bet-Nahrain, Bet-Nahrain, your the land of my fathers
and I hear you calling me.
Bet-Nahrain, Bet-Nahrain, I can feel your midnight breezes
blowing gently in the night.

FINAL REFRAIN:
And the struggle is so strong
and the battles been so long.
We are bruised, we’re in pain, we’ve been driven away
but our hearts are still in you, Bet-Nahrain. Our home.