One life is taken by death and hate,
another comes to the world with faith.
Day by day it goes like this,
that is just how it is.
One day you greet with joy and another you mourn.
Inside those feelings keep you torn.
One feeling by another deceived,
to a point where it’s hard to breath.
Still we need to feel a while
and proudly walk life’s winding aisle.
Keep on fighting every day
until Death meets us, in his own way!
(NB: This was written by Linn Hillar, whose native language is Swedish)