Translation To: Mutter)



The tears of a crowd of very old children

I string them on a white hair

I throw the wet chain into the air

and wish that I had a mother

no sun shines for me

There was no breast that cried milk

There is a tube that sticks in my throat

I have no navel on my stomach



Mother



I was not allowed to lick any nipples

and there was no fold to hide in

no one gave me a name

fathered in haste and without sperm

I have sworn tonight

For the mother that never gave birth to me

I will send her a sickness

and afterwards let her sink in the river



Mother



An eel lives in her lungs

on my forehead, a birthmark

I remove it with the kiss of a knife

even if it causes me to die



Mother



An eel lives in her lungs

on my forehead, a birthmark

I remove it with the kiss of a knife

even if it causes me to bleed to death



Mother

Oh give me strength