They say it is cold, they say it freezes
The child wails, the world gets maddened
My foot is without sock, it has no heat
But I do nothing, cannot feel damaged
It's not that I'm sad, not that I'm anxious,
The others are in pain, I wish had pain
Child wails and I have no nervousness
If only hot whips would hurt and I, ordained
Yet I am still, my heart is still, callous
What do they know that i have not in mine?
They cry, I watch, stroll, unable to cry
