The pipes are calling and roses start falling From town to town and down the mountain side Follow the signs and find the place where I'm lying The winter has come I have to bide
The grave digger guides me Through this shattered dreams The raven starts crying Without any screams
I rest in peace till you come to me Please touch my soul my heart will be free Deep in the grave I hear voices above me Watch me die - under the black cherry tree
I follow my coffin, my bones become dust My clan sings the dirge for a life full of trust The kiss of death concludes all my sorrow Procession moves on and there's no tomorrowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
