old-fashioned derogatory

I'm reading a book which boasts the title: The Immortal Piano.
U got aversionz? Beware, this is a true-life tale that would eat any heart-wringing war story for breakfast.

Song. titled: Shalom, Hannaleh


You learned of your grandfather awaiting trial in Damascus
You traveled by train and, with your harp of David, charmed us
When the first war broke out, no one spoke of Israel
They took our fathers and our brothers, and our sisters were ill, And still,
I was feeling like I ought to
And God is my witness to how good I feel

Taking refuge in a mosque, they offered shelter and a mattress
Asking only in return “with your harp of David, charm us”
By the light of day, you remembered why you came
Grandfather in jail, and them, everyday were hanging spies, And I
was awaiting your return
And God is my witness to how I yearned

The unfortunates were bold, oh king of beggars will you have us?
The merchants shower gifts and praise “this harp of David well has charmed us”
Your reign was just, your generosity was loved
Oh the hungry fed, you slipped off your crown and left, And if,
you come back to our village
We can marry, by the eucalyptus trees