The tears of greiser child crowd I pull it on a white hair werf into
air the wet chain and wish me that I would have a nut/mother
No sun me does not shine a chest has milk cried in my throat
puts a hose has no navel on the belly
Nut/mother, nut/mother! Nut/mother, nut/mother!
I was not allowed to lick nipples and no fold for hiding nobody gave
me a name witnessed in haste and without seeds
The nut/mother me never bore I tonight sworn I become it an
illness to give and it thereafter in the river to sink
Nut/mother, nut/mother! Nut/mother, nut/mother!
In its lungs a Aal on my forehead a nut/mother mark lives removes it
with measurer kiss even if I to it die must
Nut/mother, nut/mother! Nut/mother, nut/mother!
In its lungs a Aal on my forehead a nut/mother mark lives removes it
with measurer kiss even if I bleeds must
Nut/mother
oh give me strength
