Kallt kaffe [English translation]

You are the telephone, coffee

That was drunk so slowly that it become cold

I am Nivea Blue in the winters

And sweaters and gloves

And everything else

My eyes really hurt

My eyes really hurt

Your head falls off if you stand still

I have stuck mine right into the sand

Lies carved easily by my fingers

Yours cut two from your left hand

My eyes really hurt

• Artist:Kent