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