Aleppo Blues from Meanwhile Gardens by Dick Pels

Aleppo Blues

Bombs raining down on a Syrian town
Death in the afternoon
A broken child in its father’ arms
Hiding in the hospital ruins
The man with the wily grin on his face
His name has become a curse
His guns are booming and his soldiers sing
I’ll kill you but I’ll rape you first

Syria oh Syria, how broken you are
Bleeding from the wounds of this dirty war
Syria oh Syria, a city in ruins
Listen to your people cry
It’s the Aleppo blues

The shock, the horror, the insanity
The pain of the refugees
Wide-eyed children who have seen it all
The crimes of the human beast
The man with the wily grin on his face
His name has become a curse
His guns are booming and his soldiers sing
I’ll kill you but I’ll rape you first

Syria oh Syria, how broken you are
Bleeding from the wounds of this dirty war
Syria oh Syria, a city in ruins
Listen to your people cry
It’s the Aleppo blues (3x)

• Acoustic
• folk blues rock
• singer-songwriter
• Amsterdam