Wash the remain of midnight grief
Put a make up on your pale face
And wear the best black gown
Head on the consoling words
Accept their sympathy smile
And white handkerchief on the hand
Though the sky becomes dark
Though the air becomes cold
Keep breathing, keep breathing
Though the rain starts falling
Though the tear is following
Keep walking, keep walking
The flowers in full blossom
The candles dance in silence
And the picture of you smiling in the middle
Though the world goes distant
Though the night will be alone
Keep struggling, keep struggling
Though the voice is trembling
Though the sorrow is gnawing
Keep reaching, keep reaching
When the soil finally closed
The people slowly singing
Farewell, farewell
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