Good bye my friends
my time has come...

Hard to breath
feels like floating...

You were a great father
You were a great son...

So, she walks down her ile.
touching herself, thinking about him...

Cuando mires asia el ciello i mires una estrella...

I had nothing to do
so i started to hang around with you...

It only seems that all i write is sad poems
happiness is not much of a cause my memory can...

Thinking you had your eyes on me
I had quickly dissolved my ideas...

Youve told me you love her
as many as i try to say the truth...

The meaning of life cannot be discovered
we are not mature enough...

Accompanied by black angels..
to make me do what i do...

Oh how lovely is today...
lots of birds in the sky...