1. I remembered you while the doctor was beside me
And the decision was on his bed lying

2. And my eyelids with pincers were opened
And the scalpels on them were feasting and wandering

3. And the thread was pulling in my eyelids with a needle
A pull that almost makes the soul nauseous

4. So I fluttered from the prick of iron as if it were
A saying clearly rejecting your excuse