Song of the Illegal Immigrant

(Aliyah Bet) (Af Al Pi)

(interpreted from Hebrew)

as reprinted in The Four-Front War, by William R. Perl, copyright
1978

It does not matter, brother,
From where you came or why
To board this moving deck.
Crammed from hole to smokestack,
It's a battleship - this wreck - Though it has no guns.
We are warriors thereon,
Though we have no arms of iron,
Yet we have an iron will,
Against all odds
To build the future of our land
Win we shall.
Our nation and our land
We shall make them live again. 

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