Up there the moon is hanging solemnly,
The night is sleeping,
Everything is so silent and still
Here I am, cold and lonely
My mind brings me back to the past
The best ages of my life
No one will understand
How much is enough
How do I struggle so hard
just to pass a day,
a brief moment in my life
I’m just nothing and shall always be
And so here I am
Dreaming about my happy childhood
It’s nothing now but just a sweet memory
And my eyes wet when I remember
how I used to be a vigorous girl
No one will ever care about me
I feel really sleepy and cold
But I know it won’t last long
After this I will once again be in my place
The wind is breezing, playing the night’s lullaby
And I close my eyes
no one will care
up there the moon is watching silently
I feel warmer now, with the night as my quilt
and I will be at ease forever more
2006-12-01
22:37:45
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