Gray in gray
The rain falls
Suddenly the leaves were withered
Suddenly the blood in you was frozen
Suddenly it was fall
The silence is overwhelming
The earth is silent
On the way down, it shows
You its face once again
What will you see,
when the light goes out?
When the wind of time
wipes out your tracks?
What will remain of you
if you are no more?
Only the God-damned fear
that you will be forgotten
Who will stand at your grave?
Who will you really leave behind?
Who will really miss you?
Who will cry for you?
Who will regret your death
if you are no longer with us?
Who will cry real tears?
Who will appear at all?
Who will really miss you?
Who will long for you?
How many really tears
will fall on you then?
Who do you believe will really miss you?
Who will remember you in a year?
Who do you believe you will leave?
Who do you believe will stand on your grave?
Who will stand on your grave?
Who will you really leave behind?
Who will really miss you?
Who will cry for you?
Who will regret your death
if you are no longer with us?
The silence is overwhelming
The earth is silent
On the way down, it shows
You its face once again
What will you see,
when the light goes out?
When the wind of time
wipes out your tracks?
Who is with you
when your time comes?
When the peace gently
lies on your shoulders?
Who will stand on your grave?
Who will you really leave behind?
Who will really miss you?
Who will cry for you?
Who will regret your death
if you are no longer with us?
Who do you believe will really miss you?
Who will remember you in a year?
Who do you believe you will leave?
Who do you believe will stand on your grave?