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tomorrow will be kinder google translated

A black cloud is behind me and now looks forward
Wonder why i am going to end
Sorrow squeezes my shoulder
And the problem follows my heart
But I know the present will not last
And tomorrow will be more friendly

[chorus]
Tomorrow will be friendly
Yeah, I've seen it before
A bright day is coming
Yes, tomorrow will be more friendly

[Section 2]
I shed many tears today.
And the pain of my heart
There's a sad sight around me
I don't know where to start
But the skin is warm
The stars all fell
The wind was blowing, but I know it now
This morning will be happier

[Choir]

hunger games prequel

Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

“I want to tell the rebels that I am alive. That I'm right here in District Eight, where the Capitol has just bombed a hospital full of unarmed men, women and children. There will be no survivors." The shock I've been feeling begins to give way to fury. "I want to tell people that if you think for one second the Capitol will treat us fairly if there's a cease-fire, you're deluding yourself. Because you know who they are and what they do." My hands go out automatically, as if to indicate the whole horror around me. "This is what they do and we must fight back!"

"President Snow says he's sending a message. Well I have one for him. You can torture us and bomb and burn our districts to the ground, but do you see that?" One of the cameras follows where I point to the planes burning on the roof of a warehouse across from us. "Fire is catching!" I am shouting now, determined he will not miss a word of it, "And if we burn, you burn with us!”

― Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

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We do not hate anybody! We are not hateful people!