Quando eu morrer
I only want the candle to light up my face
Against the dark
I don't want any moon in the sky
Because I am already tired of the moon
Quando eu morrer
I don't want any flowers at my grave
Because they will die also
And whats the use seen I can't see them at all
Quando eu morrer
I hope that I will still have some gratitude left in my heart
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