Who were you?


In the dark cemetery

Somebody is singing

People that don’t belive

There, can’t hear

The scilence song,

That once they will sing,

Not in life.

The black bird

At the gate

Sees everything.

Who are you,

Who is coming

Now to the heaven


Who are you,

My new neighbor?

Who were you?


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