When I’ll be spent and cold
In the days when I’ll be inching closer
To the truth so old
To my inevitable closure,
I’ll dream of you and pray for you
Because you’re beautiful.
In the end,
When I’ll meet my eternity
I want to be the mute spectator
Of everything nice and good
And so I want to behold you
Because you’ve been the most beautiful.
When time would arrive finally
To say the last goodbye of my life
I want to say that to your being
In which I reveled all my life.
As my eyelids would drop
Becoming heavy and lifeless
I want to make the last prayer
To be with you in all my lives
I’ll live ever!