I was born and my role was determined
To love I was capable of,
I knew the change before it occurred.
When the rooster woke me up I knew,
The dishes, the table and someone’s lunch.

One day,
I’ll have to conform myself
to the role I was born into.
Oh, the identity of me will be gone.  
And I will form someone
From the womb.

I’ll be grateful that he’ll come to me,
When the silver of the night reflects on the pond.
Next door everyone’s asleep.
I’ll be there next to kitchen.
Like a doll.

When I die I’ll regret it all
A life I couldn’t choose and
People I ended loving,