He’s now gone forever,
With his memories scattered wherever,
Seemed flowing down the river,
Along the valley of unknown
Where the hopes were thrown.
There arrived the people
There the bells tolled,
Among the sorrowing crowd
Below the dark cloud,
Laid his corpse in the shroud,
The wind shattering the trees
The mournful song in the breeze,
The last drop of tears
After the holly prayers
And his last breathe of air,
Seemed roaming around the despair
Without the fear of loosing
Without the expectation of gaining
There rested his soul
Where no one’s there to stroll
The spark of eternal pain
At last ended with the drops of rain.