Wärm mig.

                                                       

This little girl where looking for light.

Coming from outside, always cold.

Looking for inside, always warm.



 

                                                            

  Light me up.

Make me warm.

                                              

   

                   

            The sun didn’t shine.

             And so didn’t they.

                                                                   But one thing she got to learn.

                                                                          The light in her self.

                                                                                                                 Ljus är vackert.

                                                                                                                         Wärm mig. 

                                                                                                                 Centralstationen

                                                                                                                        22.11.2011

                                                                                                                                Emma