Morgenstund
I wake up, tired and nauseous from the night before.
Damp bedsheets that feel like a stray jacket.
My head is pounding, and my heart is racing.
I worry I’ll never feel happy again.
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If this refers to what I think it does, remember that:
Jeder Sonnenaufgang
Every sunrise
Ist wie ein Neuanfang
Is like a new beginning
Da ist ein Lichtstrahl in Sicht
There is a ray of light in sight
Das Leben wartet auf dich
Life is waiting for you