Fanfic: Übersetzungen meiner FF - Gedichte
Kapitel: Two and a million teardrops - Originalversion
A million teardrops:
A million teardrops –
Coming straight from my heart.
A million teardrops –
Vanishing in the great and cold drak.
A million teardrops –
I cr them y every much to slow passing day-
A million teardrops –
Taken by the blowing wind away.
A million teardrops –
Every time it´s the same old thing.
A million teardrops –
Telling me, that I´m not worth living.
A million teardrops –
I am drowning more and more with eyery tear.
A million teardrops –
I am looking at them with hurting fear.
A million teardrops –
Another tear runs from my face,falls down.
One and a million teardrops –
This is not any longer my home.
One and a million teardrops –
But I couldn´t go, although of course I would to.
One and a million teardrops –
Because they are unfortunally the only one I belong to.
One and a million teardrops –
In their hands they hold my chained and bleeding heart.
One and a million teardrops –
This is why I xouldn´t flie and lay my worries apart.
One and a million teardrops –
Every day they let me harm more pain.
One and a million teardrops –
I´m not brave enough to say anything, to claim.
One and a million teardrops –
She´s shouting at me, he´s injuring me a new scar.
One and a million teardrops –
In silent agony, I couldn´t stop him going so far.
One and a million teardrops –
Aren´t that enough tears and this for so long?
One and a million teardrops –
´Cause with te next one my hope is all gone.
One and a million teardrops –
Who are you, you who is looking down to me?
One and a million teardrops –
Is thes your helping hand I could see?
One and a million teardrops –
Helping me? But I´m so called devil´s child . .
One and a million teardrops –
I´m unloved, unpopular and wild.
One and a million teardrops –
You look at me like you know.
One and a million teardrops –
That this strong part of me is only show.
One and a million teardrops –
Please take me awayof them to a better place.
One and a million teardrops –
I would be graceful for te rest of my life´s days.
Two and a million teardrops –
But the last one is füll of hope and joy-
Two and a million teardrops –
I´m no longer their more then hated toy. . .. .