The sky is black and leaden
I sell all I have
All that are left of me
Poorly preserved and second hand
Cheap at half the price
I sell all I have
All that are left of me
My eyes are for sale
They saw a lot
They were shut down and withered
My eyes had seen everything
So they became shy
My ears have heard a lot, then they became deaf
And my eyes had withered
I sell my underdeveloped hands
My legs are barely walking
I offer my capillaries, artery and veins
But my soul is not for sell
It has remained the same
Wounded many times
It is clear and pure as tears
My soul is intact
I sell my heart
It is easily vulnerable
It has always been an adventurer and tramp
Destroyed without the defense
Price is very low
I sell my easily vulnerable heart
Price is very low, so low