Og da lyset ble tent, skjedde det i Moss ? Y cuando se fundo la luz esto sucedió en Moss ?

Look:
I can see them,
Staring at me,
As I gaze back,
Glassy eyes,
They are open to all,
But closed around,
My non-existent heart,
Beating silently.

Can you hear me ?
Where are the light ?

Of course -
I am only a doll,
Walk past me,
Yet stopping to glance,
Play with me...

Oh what a pretty thing I am.