I hold your hand,
You lie there in front of me, gray and cold.
An eternity is over,
All the arguments are over too.
I had so many questions,
I wanted to tell you so much.
A guilty conscience is all I have left,
And you can never forgive me anymore.
Last watch
Your guest appearance is now over,
All the flowers will be old tomorrow.
I go out the door,
Only the rotten air follows me.
I had so many questions
I wanted to tell you so much.
Last Watch

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