Twee Koude Handen [English translation]

Every slow day, a sacred medicine

I am not ill, I only feel a little pain

But every dark night, a cup full of venom

I am not ill, but I could be better

Two cold hands...

Two cold hands on my body

Not yours, they're mine

Two cold hands on my body

I feel them burning

Every slow day a pill for the pain

I am not ill and I don't want to be

But every dark night a poisonous medicine

I am not ill, but I should be better

Two cold hands...

Two cold hands on my body

Not yours, they're mine

Two cold hands on my body

I feel them burning