La tortura de Lyss [English translation]

She knew

it was something bad what that bastard was doing

but because of the fear or the anger she never dared

to share the situation.

It hurt,

more in her mind than in her body

and inside the shame of the silence

her heart faded.

The other little girls didn't play

the game Lyss played

The other little girls didn't get naked

or had their beauty marks counted

and in her sheets dawned

little tears of blood.

Lyss' torture was her own father

he was more a cross than a father

more than a cross was the pain

that room's walls saw

Lyss' torture

She believed,

that after a dark night comes the day

but in her case twilight was never beaten

nobody heard her nakedness.

It hurt,

more in her mind than in her body

and inside the silence shame

her heart faded.

The other little girls didn't play

the game Lyss played

The other little girls didn't get naked

or had their beauty marks counted

and in her sheets dawned

little tears of blood.

Lyss' torture was her own father

he was more a cross than a father

more than a cross was the pain

that room's walls saw

Lyss' torture

Lyss growed up slowly,

locked up in herself, giving up love

overwhelmed by fear, she didn't know to run away

from those goddamned memories

before she died.