Oh Sweet Girl, the end has come
And you're not here, to sing your song
Bells sound sad, above the dome
That's full of tears, whose noise is strong
We all recall, when you're a girl
You walked through wind, with many dreams
You sang your songs, with sweetful voice
You're like those birds, with hopeful wings
God, how can it be? She was so young, she had to live
Where are you now? I can't see how
We could stay up, after this rap
And then, how understand
Why we were born, when life's so short!
I can't hear sounds, that calm my soul
I only want, throw out this cold
Ash to ash and dust to dust, these are the words the priest recalls
Your parents cry, upon your stone, despite the crowd they feel alone