She sat at the window
Tears ran down her face
Is there anybody out there? She calls.
A silant little wish
Is there any trace?
For an angel that wont let me fall?
While she hopes and dreams
Of thoughts that linger
For an angel that wont let her fall.
she asks whares my angel?
And wishes on stars
An angel is not what she needs at all.
Why hope for saviours and help to come
When theres so much more you can do
Gather the strenght to stand again
Cause all you need is a push and you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem