M/S Salmonella [English translation]

The hangover remains from yesterday,

So does the vomit on the toilet wall

I walk around like a zombie in the tristess

All the time I meet new faces, which disturbs me

The bandaid stinks of wound liquid and pus,

But I can't help but smelling continuously

The wind blows cold, and I feel like jumping down

With the broken ice pieces

I have sent you a card on which it says "farewell"