Lisa - Seven (瑞士)
Rain pours down on the small cottage
in the forest
Wind rattles the windows
Three rooms,
a kitchen and a garden with potatoes and carrots
In the morning Lisa
Awakens in a scent
Of yesterday's meal
Does anybody wonder how does lisa feel?
Why is lisa so alone?
I don't know
Why is lisa so alone?
I don't know
Why is lisa so alone?
I don't know
Why is lisa so alone?
The steam of the bread rises up
From the small chimney
Lisa has pale thin skin, black hair,
A brown, knee length dress covers
her tired and meek body
The worm fingers are black from the oven
And the palms
Are witheres by the garden
Does anybody wonder
How does lisa feel?
Why is lisa so alone?
I don't know
Why is lisa so alone?
I don't know
Why is lisa so alone?
I don't know
Why is lisa so alone?
Lisa cooks, cleans,
Potters, around, sleeps and cries
Nobody knows she exists,
Only the wind enters her house
Lisa's alone,
Must this be or where
Does one belong in lisa's world?
In lisa's world
Why is lisa so alone?
I don't know
Why is lisa so alone?
I don't know
Why is lisa so alone?
I don't know
Why is lisa so alone?
I don't know
I don't know
Now I don't know
I don't know