Kan du høre hende synge [English translation]

This is a story about something that for one isnt nik and jay

But its about a girl we met

She told us her story

She was 10 when she changed school again

3 times in 2 years.. it was like a routine

And she already knew what was waiting for her at home

The same show, same hate, the same comments

She was the class’s ’big girl’

School was like hell

She only played the same games..

And it was always only with herself..

She was just looking for a little help..

But quickly she gave up..

She learned to hate herself, her face, her body.

Pretended to be sick just so she didnt have to deal with the pain

She was scared

Always cried herself to sleep

And her mom didnt give a damn when she rarely was home

She was the smallest of 4 kids

No one really cared about her

Her step dad drank

And if he got the chance

She’d get a slap or two

But only if mom didnt see

So you could find her at the local playground

Totally messed up, crying on a swing

And if you listened well, you could hear her sing

Lalalalala

Lalalalalala

Lalalalala

You can hear her sing

Whoa whoa x2

She was at a private party, a fucked up one of a kind

Confused, broken, couldnt find the rythm

She felt happy, but only when she was smashed

But she ended up, as always, drinking way too much

Stunned by the booze

Half naked in a bed

And a boy beside her, because the door wasnt locked

She was so tired

She just couldnt fight it

Closed her eyes, trying not to mind it

Thinking about her dream

Being a singer in a band

And to be on the front page of magazines, have loads of fans

But fall soon followed

And she turned out pregnant

But she just didnt even care

People pointed at her

And yelled at her on the street

Lonely men visited her, more and more recent

Cause she neded money for booze, drugs, baby clothes and diapers

But they took the child away from her

And all she could think of, was just

Just let hell start..

And you could hear her sing

Lalalalala

Lalalalalala

Lalalalala

You can hear her sing

Whoa whoa x2

Now she’s writing poems, about light and darkness.. mostly darkness..

Shes screaming for help

But nobody hears her

She’s standing at the station, all alone

Its slightly snowing..

She’s on her way home

Early morning

She puts on her favorite CD

All alone in her room.. with a glass of pills

Closing her eyes

She’s ready

Whispers to the angels

Come and take me away from here

Looking at herself in the mirror

Just crying slightly

Cursing the love that she never got

Someones knocking on her door

But she hears nothing

She just cant wait, to go to the place where she was meant

And you can hear her sing

Lalalalala

Lalalalalala

Lalalalala

yes you can hear her sing

Whoa whoa x2

He sighs with relief, after the doctors tell him she’s stable

For 12 hours he just sat there, waiting

Waiting to see her eyes open one more time

After he found her, cold and lifeless in her bed

She doesn’t remember that much

And she doesn’t really recognize him

He just smiles and kisses her forhead one more time

He always loved her

But never did anything to show it

She just got way too far away

To even realise that

But when he takes her hand

And caresses her hair softly

Something tells her that

This could be the right thing

She’s still here

And no longer as scared

She closes her eyes

And enjoys someone heard her song

Lalalalala

Lalalalalala

Lalalalala

You can hear her sing

Whoa whoa x2