You could not chew my secret
It got stuck on your throat
I could not chew it either myself
but you made me choke
I was alone: the secret was my own.

I lost you due to myself
All the illness and perplexity
in my brain
If I am crazy now, you are partly to blame.
But ah, maybe I shattered myself.

You had a knife in your tongue - almost murdered me with it
I had a bruised soul - almost died of your harsh stroke

It's a wound I must handle with care
It is usually not gone, always lurking there
It only healed by itself and the warmth of the air
With your lips kissing it tenderly every day.

And I've seen you - first love (girl)
and I haven't cried
but I did afterwards
You broke my heart when I barely had one
You killed me when I was about to be born
But you couldn't.
I stand strong
and after years of solitude
I TOUCH MY BODY AND I FEEL GOOD

And now I am here
reborn
after the hurried abortion of myself
when I was young