Pacijent [English translation]

It's Friday, 3 pm, he's here again,

I'm laying on the cauch with a pillow,

And he want's me to tell him everything about my boyfriend,

But my thoughts only moan.

He sleeps with anyone he arrives with, to curse him – it's vainly

Again he's lying, he's abusing me everywhere,

I'm ugly when I am mad, I am more beautiful when I'm silent,

What a compliment, I am a patient.

Ref:

Three times per week I see my psychiatrist,

He tells me to leave this maniac immediately,

Well, give me something stronger, I feel like I'm about to cry because of that as well

And the hell I am dealing with him

It's Friday, 3 pm, he's here again,

I don't feel like I want to talk,

Throw everything out of yourself [he says], I hear his voice

But it hurts when he opens my heart

Ref. 3x