I‘ll cut my hair short,
And I‘ll buy some fresh oranges.
I‘ll sit in the corner of my room,
And drink tea that is too hot.
I‘ll cut my hair short,
And I‘ll wait for the next morning.
My heart will be full of love,
And life will start again.
I‘ll cut my hair short,
And carefully peel the orange.
I‘ll take care of myself,
And my skin won‘t open this time.
I‘ll cut my hair short,
And I‘ll eat that orange,
The juices will drip down my fingers,
And I‘ll lick them clean.
I‘ll cut my hair short,
And I‘ll be free,
I‘ll go into a room full of people,
And my eyes won‘t be searching for you.
I‘ll cut my hair short,
And my eyes won‘t lose their spark,
I‘ll find beauty in everything,
And someday be brave enough to fall in love again.