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18.11.12

I translated the song Ive been bubbling about into English with a help of a friend whose first language is English. So here you go, to all my English-speaking friends who have no idea what the song´s about:

What feels the heart?

Is there any hope that things will change?
Is there any patience left to wait?
Its the heart that desires,
When there´s hunger for bread.

Tell me:
"What feels the heart when there are no answers?
What feels the heart when there are only questions?
You´re searching but you cant find.
You're saying that you don't believe.
But the smallest faith can move the mountains.“

There´s hope inside of me, I'm still waiting.
For the butterfly to turn into an eagle.
The night is still dark,
Yet morning is raising its head

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