All that promises that were broken,
All the lies you believed in,
It will make sense someday.
All the apologies unspoken,
All the colors that were fading,
It will make sense someday.
Girl, just hold on.
Keep your faith, be strong.
It will all make sense someday.
All the dreams that were never reached,
All the sad tears that you shed,
It will all make sense someday.
All the fantasies that didn’t come true,
All the heartbreaks that almost destroyed you,
It will make sense someday.
This is what life is made of.
Each trouble is a stepping stone
And that’s the sense of it all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem