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