Allow me to see you like the sun Allow me to hear what's inside of me Keep me on the edge of my grave Don't allow me to look downward
Carrying away in myself the tortures in my bones Falling asleep with the broken entreaty Cover me with coverlet of Funeralia …if you are…if you're here…
If you are…give me your hand If you're here…give me your hand
Last words…a palm have touched the lips Farewell…we fall asleep together [forever] If you are…I pray, take away it from me If I am…I'll never wake up again