(translation to: laichzeit)
He loves his mother
And from the side
He gives the fish to her
It sheds its skin before empty testicles
The old skin falls on the floor
He loves his sister
And from behind
The fish eats to the mouth
The gills still bloody from sucking
On the big red eyes
Spawning time
It is spawning time
He loves his dog
Oh god from above
The fish now kisses with his tongue
He spits dead milk in your face
You don‘t dare to touch him
Spawning time
Fishmilk everywhere
It is spawning time
The mother has been taken by the sea
Spawning time
The sisters don‘t have time
Spawning time
The dog waves from the shore
Spawning time
The fish needs his loneliness
Spawning time.