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Gifts (en anglais)

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I hear people call the talent they were born with
A gift from god but mine´s a tiny box

With no ribbon and plain colors, I shyly hid
That shabby looking box behind me

How many times does a bird who´s flying for the first time
Race down the runway and try to kick off the ground?

I guess I always knew there would be no answer found
In talking to myself, I was intoxicated with my worried self
The bridge to tomorrow looks as if it will crumble any second
I must go now, I must run through, but my heart must be light

Somewhere, a voice talks bad about me, I went on and closed my ears
But I could still hear it, hey, that voice is my own

Things are weightless in dreams but excuses keep being piled upon me
It feels like I´m bearing a heavy burden on my shoulders

Those people being showered with praise and cheers are in a distant world
Whenever I think I could never be one of them, my gift says...

Why don´t you try expecting a little better from yourself?
I might fly higher than I think, I might do better than I imagine
I´m not sure if believing in myself is foolish but I don´t care
I must take a lick if I want a taste, I won´t know until I take a strong bite

The city´s a silhouette in the moonlit night, towering like a pitch black wall
But before I get sucked in I´ll find a way to secretly escape

I hold my gift to my chest in a dignified manner
I´ve been waiting all this time for the box´s contents to come flying out
The bridge to tomorrow looks as if it will crumble any second
I must go now, I must run through, but my heart must be light
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