(Music: Dagfinn Koch, Tirill Mohn, lyrics: Malin Kjelsrud)

Sarah was lying
In the autumn meadow
Peacefully smoking
Her last cigarette
The scars through her soul had paled away
But the skies had never ever been so grey

She closed her eyes
And smiled a tired smile
Dreaming of Paris
In the early spring
Sarah killed the urge to run and hide
It was like something beautiful had died

No need to be sad
Forget what you had
I have burnt my hopes and buried all my dreams
It’s not that hard, it seems
She said

Sarah was rising
Her face appeared like stone
There was a silence
I found myself alone
No matter what she does it will be wrong
To let down someone you really must be strong