The tears of greiser child crowd I pull it on a white hair werf into

air the wet chain and wish me that I would have a nut/mother

No sun me does not shine a chest has milk cried in my throat

puts a hose has no navel on the belly

Nut/mother, nut/mother! Nut/mother, nut/mother!

I was not allowed to lick nipples and no fold for hiding nobody gave

me a name witnessed in haste and without seeds

The nut/mother me never bore I tonight sworn I become it an

illness to give and it thereafter in the river to sink

Nut/mother, nut/mother! Nut/mother, nut/mother!

In its lungs a Aal on my forehead a nut/mother mark lives removes it

with measurer kiss even if I to it die must

Nut/mother, nut/mother! Nut/mother, nut/mother!

In its lungs a Aal on my forehead a nut/mother mark lives removes it

with measurer kiss even if I bleeds must

Nut/mother

oh give me strength