mandag 12. september 2011

Den trette finner hvile over alt, den store ser kun storhet hvor han går. Av evighetens dybde er det talt; en hver skal alltid høste hva han sår



The weary find rest anywhere,
The great sees only glory wherever he goes.
Depths of eternity, it is spoken;
Each one will always reap what he sows...


Nightingale...





Nightingale with her singing and her feathers
Spend your life singing beautifully !
Till us people, on peace and friendship
So beautiful that I start to cry...


I will follow the nightingale and its song.
Ask forgiveness for man`s foolishness
Understand and know the punishment for
man`s selfishness...
Or just the thoughts of nightingale song makes
me cry.


This inspires me to sing my song about forgiveness.
For people who have destroyed your feathers
with lies and worse...
Nightingale came out of your nest and sing your
song for us people.
Singing softly, let us ask for forgiveness.


To teach people to sing your song
Earth will be a better place for us...
Without war, but with friendship and forgiveness.
Let us listen to your song.



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