He walked
over my corpse in the cemetery
As he
stepped over my coffin
I wondered
inside of me
Would he
have regretted?
Would he
have missed me alive with him?
(twice, chorus)
He came
back, stopped
His feet
were right over my corpse
In the
cemetery
My soul
could not rest
Wondering
whether he would have thought like me
Any time
in all
Better
that I were happy than living with him and crying for eternity
He had
tears falling over my corpse in the cemetery
He cried
for some four hours telling me
How much
he missed me
That he
preferred this way
To having
us two apart
My friend
was also around
Saw his
tears
And put
together us two for eternity
That is
just because he walked over my corpse in the cemetery
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