For all these wonderful times
Ending with a blow of death
Lying in your resting grave
Tears fall from my sorrowful face
Looking at the light aquamarine skies
Fluffy cloud to see every day
Wondering how you're doing
Did you sing and dance with the angels?
Wind blows within the coldest day
The day of your death
Visiting with the sorrow inside
Saying 'Farewell my friend'
Giving the flowers you loved
A crowd of dandelions
You used to be making wishes from them
For you to live longer with me
