Puolikas ihminen [English translation]

Who knows where you are?

I can't see even a half of you

And what the hell is that supposed to be?

That constant recovery process

The whole life is just a process

The whole life is just a process

This life: poison green, pee yellow, matte black

So recover

Recover back to normal

Recover, a half is missing

Recover or you'll die alone

You didn't stray to a car parked by a serial killer

You didn't sink to a quagmire or to a forest cover

You were probably mixed to the human mass in a hourglass

In the draining half of it

The tendons into the rubbish boxes, sanity into the refrigerator

Television, dining table, photographes to a landfill

A bed, seven years

A half human, there was left a half human, a half human

(So) recover

So recover back to normal

Recover, a half is missing

Recover or you'll die alone

Who knows where I am?

You can't see even a half of me

This is supposed to be hell

This constant recovery process

So recover

Recover back to normal

Recover, a half is missing

Recover or you'll die alone

So recover back to normal

Recover, a half is missing

Recover or you'll die alone