I battered the cordons around me/ And cradled my wings on the breeze,/ Then soared to the uttermost reaches/ With rapture, with power, with ease!
I've learned of life this bitter truth/ Hope not between the crumbling walls Of mankind's gratitude to find repose,/ But rather,/ Build within thy own soul/ Fortresses!
Rise with the hour for which you were made.
The heart of a woman falls back with the night,/ And enters some alien cage in its plight,/ And tries to forget it has dreamed of the stars,/ While it breaks, breaks, breaks on the sheltering bars.
This website focuses on proverbs in the Swedish, Danish and Norwegian languages, and some parts including the links below have not been translated to English. They are mainly FAQs, various information and webpages for improving the collection.
This website focuses on proverbs in the Swedish, Danish and Norwegian languages, and some parts including the links below have not been translated to English. They are mainly FAQs, various information and webpages for improving the collection.