And old affront will stir the heart Through years of rankling pain.

When sparrows build and the leaves break forth, My old sorrow wakes and cries.

He felt a pain in his calf. We will know more about it tomorrow but it will also be hard for him to play against Lille (next Sunday).

It is not reason which makes faith hard, but life.

I have lived to thank God that all my prayers have not been answered

When sparrows build and the leaves break forth My old sorrow wakes and cries.