The house without light, cold feet on the floor
I start to think, lie down the wrong way
On the bed and time passes by, just remembering
Like a restless soul, I keep waiting
So lacking in affection from years gone by
As a child loving, as an adult hating
And I prefer to play the fool to avoid feeling so alone
I flow like a river, discreetly I smile
I put on the long dress, the sparkle covers everything
Fear bubbling up, laughter delirious
And here I am, like at zero, my count in reverse
Even if I lost a finger, I’d surrender again
I try to hide how poorly I was born
Let the wounds heal
I live in waiting
And I start making a list of so many, so many cursed
In the homeland that adopts me, there are so many disappeared
And I have so much sorrow, so much rage in my throat
For this distant, selfish, murderous humanity
And to sing from within, it doesn’t matter whose voice it is
There’s so much to say, one song isn’t enough
I’m not very good at talking, nor at writing
These are just crazy words from a crazy woman who’s dead