As a child I wanted to heal the cherry trees
When red with fruit I thought they were wounded
Health for me had left them
With the snow flowers they had lost

A dream, it was a dream but it didn't last a little
That's why I swore I would become a doctor
And not for a God, but not even for fun
Because the cherry trees would bloom again
Because the cherry trees would bloom again

And when I finally became a doctor
I didn't want to betray the child for the man
And many came and they called themselves "people"
Sick cherry trees in every season

And the colleagues agreed, the colleagues were happy
In reading in my heart so much desire to love
They sent me the best of their clients
With the diagnosis on their face and for everyone it was the same
Sick with hunger, unable to pay

And then I understood, I was forced to understand
That being a doctor is just a job
That you can't give science to people
If you don't want to get sick with the same disease
If you don't want the system to take you for hunger

And the sure system is to take you for hunger
In your children, in your wife who now despises you
So I bottled those snow flowers
The label said "elixir of youth"

And a judge, a judge with a man's face
Sent me to leaf through the sunsets in prison
Useless to the world and to my fingers
Branded forever as a swindler, a cheat
Doctor, professor swindler, cheat

VIEW ORIGINAL LYRICS