Dia berada di lantai, wajahnya berada di pelukan ibunya.
She had said that she’d been out late with the boys.
Dia telah mengatakan bahwa dia sudah terlambat datang dengan anak laki-laki.
Just another evening, like every other evening
Malam lagi, seperti malam-malam lainnya
Everything is all the same it seems.
Semuanya sama saja.
Danny always called her on the phone for no special reason,
Danny selalu meneleponnya tanpa alasan khusus,
apparently,
tampaknya,
He could never tell her what it was, he suffered silently,
Dia tidak pernah bisa mengatakan apa itu, dia menderita tanpa suara,
quitely.
quitely.
Just another evening, but his hands just couldn’t be still,
Beberapa malam lagi, tapi tangannya tidak bisa diam,
He can’t control it and he cannot tell her why,
Dia tidak bisa mengendalikannya dan dia tidak bisa mengatakan kepadanya mengapa,
Feel the beaded knuckles, feel the snap inside,
Rasakan buku-buku jari manik-manik, rasakan bagian dalam,
See the rush of terror in her eye,
Melihat deru teror di matanya,
She can’t feel it
Dia tidak bisa merasakannya
She can’t feel it
Dia tidak bisa merasakannya
She can’t feel anything anymore
Dia tidak bisa merasakan apapun lagi
He tried painfully, he begged for her forgiveness on his knees,
Dia mencoba dengan menyakitkan, dia memohon pengampunannya di atas lututnya,
She gave gracefully, but inside,
Dia memberi dengan anggun, tapi di dalam,
but inside,
tapi di dalam,
She still bleeds
Dia masih berdarah