Our Day

Dear Bobby, when I met you
I was just a young boy,
your words, your mind,
was the push that I need
Your fight for the justice,
freedom n right to exist
it’s only the beginning
To destroy their flag
This love for your land, for your subjected people
is the highest Love, which every heart burns
Dear Bobby, one day,
we’ll come back to see
those small free birds fly,
finally free
one day, we’ll see
the world as a whole
Where freedom and love
triumph marvelously!
By those lonely prison, a darn H tattooed
fearless souls, ready to relive,
The glorious scream by the Irish free people
forever will scare, every Loyalist heart
They made you die, looking the other way,
Killing thy people, they murder your friends.
Forty years’ gone, since that May day,
But you’re still here, we want to be free!
Dear Bobby, one day
Dear Bobby I promise
Our day will come