Is there a place where I can pay respects
For death of my family?
Show some respect
Between the three of us
There is mother and the child
Then there is the father and the child
But no man and a woman
No triangle of love
So where do I go to make an offering?
I fall on my knees
Lay my flowers
Light the candles
So where do I go to make an offering?
Mourn our miraculous triangle
Father, mother, child
Father, mother, child
How will I sing us out of this sorrow?
Build a safe bridge for the child
Out of this danger
Danger!
I raise a monument of love
There is a swarm of sound
Around our heads
And we can’t hear it
And we can’t get hit by it
It will relieve us from the pain
It will make us apart
Of this universe of solutions
This place of solutions
This location of solutions
God, save all of us
