Thank you SO much for translating these! They don't have to be perfect translations of EVERY word, and don't have to be in any specific order.
Thanks again!
Thank you so much whoever takes on this daunting task!
Thank you SO much for translating these! They don't have to be perfect translations of EVERY word, and don't have to be in any specific order.
Thanks again!
Thank you so much whoever takes on this daunting task!
Again, thank you so much!
I feel different today, I want to run, I want to be at the top of a hill, closed eyes and open arms, feeling the wind in my skin and listening to the music of loneliness.
I want to leave, I want to go back, be there, watching the sunset, watching the darkness covering it all.
I don’t want to be here in this rock, turned into a body. God, please, please. Just one day.
Clean my soul, my heart, my soul. Take me back at least a day. Clean my mind off bad memories, worries. Take away this cancer eating my soul. One day, to feel I fly and there is no one else but me.
Killing this sadness, using the last open window. God, if you exist, just take my life or make me forget. I don’t feel the wind, the cold or the heat anymore. My soul is dying from so much pain. The thorns from the past around me and reaching out an unknown future…
hope it helps...
Realmente, el destino del mundo depende, en primer lugar, de los estadistas y, en segundo lugar, de los intérpretes.
Trygve Halvdan Lie
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