1995
1995
Så kom det nya året
lika förväntansfullt för oss alla
Jag tog ett djupt andetag när klockorna slutat slå
Plötsligt ände jag ensamheten stiga inom mig
Dett året skulle bli lika bittert som alla de andra..
Therese 20/7 1995
It was o cold night
my mother was holding me tight
she said; don´t be afraid my dear
can´t you the angels hear
I looked up upon the sky
this night I knew I would die
My mother felt a tear
and my eyes were filled of fear
I felt that something was taking me away
I prayed; Oh, father, please let me stay
My mother feld more tears
and at the same time she wispered in my ears:
My child, I´ll meet you soon
Then I saw black devils coming into my room
In this moment my heart stopped beating
I thought now I the Lord were meeting
I never did, maybe it will be my turn
We will see if I go up to meet God
or if I go down to hell and burn
Only God and the Devil knows were I´ll be
the only way finding out is to wait and see...
Therese 27/7 1995
ha överseende med språket här ;)