The ward doesn't understand comedy

Fill the basin with water,

Don't let it spoil now

Don't let it boil now,

Soil,

Here we are growing

Here our seeds are sowing

Here I am splattering on the canvas

Being the woman painted in the abyss

Someone save me from this

Someone save me from this

Fill the basin with water,

Don’t let it spoil,

Hold my transparent heart in your hands

If you drop it make sure it lands

On a pillow in the grasslands

The ward doesn’t understand comedy

The war doesn’t understand me