Pussy, be my messenger. I charge a very important message.

Fly away. Fly over mountains and valleys. But further than that.

Fly away from the stars … to heaven and there tell my dear mother, that hers only daughter expecting her.

Tell her to come back. Tell my dear mother, that here’s nobody to pray with me tonight.

Here’s nobody to give me kisses goodnight, nobody to take care of me day and night. Because of this, tell her to come, because I expect her.

And if it were, I would raise it to my little heart, that never would come back to heaven. And would never leave hers little girl.

Fly…fly…pussy to my dear mother.