Begravelsespolka [English translation]

All rise! Yes, it is me. Thank you, thank y...

Oh yes, it is me.

It's no longer a question of faith

Instead, it's probably time to realize a few things

For example, 14 years ago, when you were born

Who do you think was there? That's all I'm going to say

Only at the beginning and the end of your life

I am notably present, yes Sir

So why do you think I'm here? To be entertained? No.

To be understood? Yes.

You must take me at my word.

It's not your father's brother you should be scared of

On the contrary, it's your mother. Oooh

Because you are not living your own dream

And your nightmare, it's not yours, it's your mother's

Yes, I'm the one you should recognize

when I erase you with my brush

This polka is what taught you how to be

Who gave birth to you, gave you joy and pain in your life

This polka, you will never get enough of it

You came from this song

you will become this song

No, enough about me. Let's talk about you

What do you think about me?

You might not have thought of me

as often as I have thought of you

Have you thought about that?

Just think how many times I've imagined that

visualized and directed your last hour

No, I cannot help it

It's my nature

I put my soul into it

Both you and I have seen how your path has been laid out

How does your mother have a finger in the pie here?

I decide on the time and place and smell and color scheme

for all for which I have sworn that they could turn out right