My love, victory is coming. Oh sweetheart, we will not
leave you to a usurping enemy. Oh my love, we will fill you with
our blood. Oh land of olives, your strong trees taught us
perseverance. I will be an olive tree in the ground with very
strong roots that will never leave. Oh my love, your air gives
back to the soul and life. My love, I will not betray you, and
I'll never love anyone more than you. Oh my love, you gave birth
to Christ who said: Blessed are I and the land in which I was
born
