Žodžiai dainai: Idina Menzel. Other. Hope.

This is a story,
of a bird with no wings,
but certain that it can fly,
sailing on love,
into the headwinds
forcing its way by and by,
if only we were,
as strong as this bird,
our spirit will never die
what do we name it
hope is the right word,
hope is the bravest most,
beautiful bird, in the sky.

hope is a bird,
flys higher than others,
and keeps all our dreams alive,
free of all doubt,
perfectly fearless,
fed by its will to survive,
imagine ourselves,
becoming this bird,
we can when we dare to try,
see ourselves flying
over the mountains
hope is the bravest most,
beautiful bird, in the sky.

only hope can light the way
only hope can heal the heart
only hope can keep the clouds,
from hiding the moon and the stars.

if only we were,
as strong as this bird,
the spirit will live or die,
what do we name it,
only one word,
hope is the bravest most,
beautiful bird,
hope is the bravest most, beautiful bird in the sky

only hope can light the way
only hope can heal the heart
only hope can keep the clouds,
from hiding the moon and the stars.

this was a story,
of a bird without wings,
and rose above everything,
never was,
giving up,
hope

(Thanks to Naomi for these lyrics)