Iblis ada di kamar putrinya
There will be no second knife
Tak akan ada pisau kedua
She reached for a dream
Dia meraih sebuah mimpi
And he smiled as he watched her.
Dan dia tersenyum saat melihatnya.
She was ever so beautiful in her sleep.
Dia begitu cantik saat tidur.
Like father (his son made in his image) her eyelids gently closed.
Seperti ayah (anaknya diciptakan menurut gambarnya) kelopak matanya perlahan tertutup.
Lids concealing her dreams.
Kelopak mata itu menyembunyikan mimpinya.
He stood over her bed
Dia berdiri di atas ranjangnya
One deep stab kill the hourglass
Satu tusukan dalam membunuh jam pasir
Let the sand leak slowly from its body
Biarkan pasir mengalir perlahan dari tubuhnya
Draw out the time until its breathes its lastpilling
Tarik waktu hingga ia menghembuskan nafas terakhirnya
(She cried when she found it.
(Dia menangis saat menemukannya.
Its feathers were matted and pressed to its side.
Bulu-bulunya kusut dan menempel di sisinya.
Its wings were no longer able.
Sayapnya tak lagi mampu.
Still she begged it to fly.
Namun dia masih memohon agar ia bisa terbang.
Its body as frail as paper and wet from her tears.
Tubuhnya selemah kertas dan basah oleh air matanya.
She knelt in the damp grass praying it to heaven.
Dia berlutut di rumput basah berdoa untuknya kepada langit.
Gently pressing its head to her heart.)
Dengan lembut menempelkan kepalanya ke hatinya.)