It’s so cold, it’s time
For me to leave, dig my grave
And six boards and some nails
As I don’t want a rich coffin

Next to the old acacia, in his shadow
To hear his whispers and walnuts.
And flowers do not bring me to the grave
The empty earth I want, just earth

To cover my body, to feel it cold
To hear how life passes through him
And it kills me and eats me
How the rain crumbles deep into a rock

Do not cry at my grave
Come see me laughing
For the tears of heaven fall away
And I feel the flesh burning

Will you forget me? There is nothing
Nothing in the world lasts forever
And a memory ... disappears
When another memory appears

And one last thing I would like to say
I’m not going yet, I’m still on this road,
And when i will be gone in afterlife
Do not be sad, my dear friends  

Next Chapter: Death hug