I look out over the land
the shadow is left
pretty much only newspapers
Politiken from today
And it's almost like a picture
It says little about how the ka ' go
It's you with the open eyes
and it is there beside me with blinkers on
I believe in unhappy hearts
There's so many of them
I believe in unhappy hearts
There's so many of them
If only I could make you happy again
make you proud and happy again
If only I could give you mer ' than flowers when I get home
If only I could make you proud and happy again
I believe in unhappy hearts