A girl saw from a bridge how black
the water was somewhere down...
Mum asked: why she writes poems?
The child must be lunatic(crazy from the head)
Girl cried a while and looked back -
wildly sounds the sigh of the city
How could you recognise this to your own country?
Water was black as time...
And the water was black
mum walked in black(clothings)
And the priest too got coffee to drink
And father was drunk how else
someone carried flowers to the hallway..
Some goes to moon others to sweden
others have just a smaller paycheck
Dad went to sweden five years ago
mum was unhappy already then
I put a cardboard cover to the window
so at least somewhere it would be warm
in the radio it was sung thank god
On sunday mum too slept away
Dad went to sweden
mum flew into heaven
and the priest got coffee to drink again
And brother was drunk, i saw he'd been crying
Snow made an angel to a hallway...