The earth yields its fruit, Defying siege and hunger, Defying the occupation. Tomatoes sprout, Peppers and eggplants, Despite cut-off water, Despite forbidden shells. Mint and basil’s fragrance wafts, The scent of homeland In the land of peace. Despite the tents’ heat, Children’s displacement, And loss of dreams, The earth yields its fruits, Feeding its children, North and south, Refusing starvation. The earth brings forth vegetables, And fruits, Watered by martyrs’ blood. It fights with its soil, Holding warriors’ remnants, Steadfast in death, Defying weapons, Defying steel. Our people plant, And eat from our land’s soil. The earth fights side by side, With its sea, with its brave resisters. It grows patience, Quelling children’s hunger, Silencing mothers’ tears, Easing men’s burdens. Only in Gaza, The earth fights alongside its people.