From hollow caverns
And misty moors
And hills way way up high
There is an echo that sounds out to me
An echo that never will die
And caves dank and dark
And tunnels ’neath the ground
There is an echo
That rings loud and clear
An echo all around

By Sarah Downing

My name is Sarah. I was born and grew up in England and currently live in Düsseldorf, Germany, with my fiancé Corey and my cuddly cat Biscuit. I work as a translator and writer for my own company Aardwolf Text Services ( and I love vintage clothes and music, as well as singing karaoke.

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