A cold night - my breath turns into ice The long track to this holy place starts now The bright moon shines above the trees I don't feel well, 'cos it's me who died
There's a funeral procession There's a funeral procession in my mind This is my funeral procession There's a funeral procession in my mind
Now I'm there and I see these happy faces There is just one girl what is crying Now she perceives me and she comes to me She touches my fave, her fingers are cold
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