Aitaroun (or Aytaroun, Arabic: عيترون) is a Lebanese village located in the caza of Bint-Jbeil at 33.1156° North, 35.4722° East. It is on the northern border of Israel and 125 km from Beirut.
Aitaroun is considered one of the larger villages in southern Lebanon with a total population estimated at 20,000 (2002). However, the actual number of residents is now considered to be significantly higher. The non-resident population is divided between emigrants and internal migrants distributed throughout Lebanon. Approximately 45% of the population is under the age of 30 and the average family size is 6-7 members.
Most families depend on agriculture as their primary source of income. During the 22 year Israeli occupation (1978 to 2000), the village received a significant cash flow from forced (as well as hired) enlistment in the Israeli funded South Lebanon Army and through work in Israel.
There are around 1,300 homes in the village. An electrical network was established in 1964 and access to telecommunications is fully restored since 2006. In 2005 a telephone exchange was installed in the village offering connectivity to Lebanon's telephone network. Mobile communications and internet connectivity where also fully restored.
My conception
My life beginning as I bleed
Breathe in anger
Breathe the hatred as you need
Feel so empty
I watch another world collapse
As the other, it seems so real
The victim eternal with no other feelings
You wear your filth well as it drips
With your bleeding
Spilling your life and your filth
On your hands
Wash it away with the love your pretend
Tearing at meaning corrupting with healing
Drifting decline as it clutches for feeling
Spilling the life and your skin on your hands
Wash it away with the love you pretend
Bleeding the words as they crave for denial
You are holding my words
As they crave for denial
I am bleeding the words as they crave for denial
You are holding my words
As they bleed
They bleed for you
Spilling the blood I have made
And have shown for you
What does it mean if I offer my sins to you
Innocent to the end of this imposed tragedy
Broken wounds caught in my dreams
I gave up dying for my sins
Broken wounds caught in my dreams