Son [English translation]

Has anyone ever understood you

And if so, have they really?

Are they so valuable that

You despise memories

That you collected of them long ago?

When I run over nails

And fire spreads in the forest

When life feels boring

Then I draw ghosts

When copper breaks down

And our memories roam

Then I miss the shore again

Sister, I miss

You...

Has anyone ever defended you

And if so, have they really?

Maybe I need to retreat

And wipe away borders

Otherwise I won't save you after all

When I run over nails

And fire spreads in the forest

When life feels boring

Then I draw ghosts

When copper breaks down

And our memories roam

Then I return to the shore

Sister, I return

You...

I'm not saying you owe

Me anything

Me anything

But it hurts, hurts, hurts anyway

When I run over nails

And fire spreads in the forest

When life feels boring

Then I draw ghosts

When copper breaks down

And our memories roam

Then I return to the shore

Sister, I return

You...

• Artist:ISÁK