Söndag 13.3.99 [English translation]

She feels if this is what it's like to be free

If this is a life with some purpose

No one is nagging anymore

There is no one here that asks her to get up

She goes and picks and finds her old letters

A bit weird to read about old plans when she knows how it turned out

No one is writing anymore

There is nothing here that is worth writing about

And still it feels like the whole world is singing:

Have you gotten anywhere

Have you blown your last chance

Have you arrived now

Have you chosen a path to take

And a goal to aim for

And is it really you?

Is it really you?

There where moments when she knew how it was suppose to be

But it's as if she's forgotten what was so good

She has since long lost the desire

Has since long forgotten what was worth something

She only remembers moments in the periphery

She remembers days when they swept away crushed porcelain

No one is fighting anymore

There is no one where who starts arguing about nothing

And still it feels like the whole world is singing:

Have you gotten anywhere...

She feels if life could be a bit more

It is grey as if a cloud struck her block

No one is talking anymore

It's such days that turn everything upside down

And still it feels like the whole world is singing:

Have you gotten anywhere...