Stop carrying
All the weight of destiny
On your back
I will still be there tomorrow
Even if the weather won’t be nice.
Put out the thunder
That rumbles inside you, my beautiful Sophie
You know that we're just some people
And that the world is small
All small
Too small
For knowing everything
For understanding everything
Many things that are too great (big)
Greater (bigger) than us
But, it may be good, that sometimes
Everything is simple nothing
Nothing to understand
Nothing to understand.
Because if she left sooner
Leaving an anger too big
In your eyes
Nothing to do by the good God
When words aren’t found
For explaining
For explaining.
But, stop crying
My beautiful Sophie
Tell yourself that there’s a sky
Hidden in your cloud
And that the sorrow itself
That you are carrying like a luggage
Isn’t immortal
Isn’t immortal.