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Put me into this ebony coffin
There is no need to comb my hair
Just wash my face with hot water
Bring some roses like their smell

Please draw the curtain
It is getting dark
I don t want my friends
To see me here
Turn the music on
Let it silently fill
The whole room
Let it be my morphine

You can now nail the lid
Doesn t matter that I m. still breathing
One lives as long as his own dreams
And mine, well mine are already gone

Put my coffin
Into the ground cold
Lie how much you loved me
And shed some tears
Then never ever dare
To mention my name
Just burn my image
And let me enjoy being not

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