You will looking for me
You will look for me
You will look for me, but you will not find, will not find me
You are the younger, I am older, will be too late your will
You can not touch me, I will be far, in hell or the sky; bye
You can find me, a stone in the graveyard; in the shadow
Under a huge sprawling tree, stout, that will be my statue
Bring a bottle of red wine and a candle for my birthday time
I will dance around you, Invisible soul, you will hear me
To sing, “You have arrived, my love, you are welcome here,
In my new home, in this amazing death land!” I needed you
Now you know
Vilmos
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