Idomeni

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Terese Coe

Idomeni

 

      The women say I’m dreaming now
      that far in the cold we roam,
      I’m dreaming now, I’m dreaming now,
      I’ll wake up when I’m home.

      In the night disconsolate voices
      penetrate the air,
      but no one says much more than this
      is more than we can bear.

      The children think, I’m dreaming now
      that far in the cold we roam,
      I’m dreaming now, I’m dreaming now,
      I’ll wake up when I’m home.