As I close my eyes, I hear your name
And you asked me,"What is something in my brain?"
I said in reply, "Talk to me as you always do,
Like I know you, but I don't really do."
Sleeping at night, your presence bothers me
If you don't come, what feeling it would be?
Scared for seeing you standing over there
But you just said,"Sleep, and I will be here."
And now my body is dead, you carry my soul
You hug me tight and cover me with your shawl
I asked you,"What is really happening?"
You answered, "I can't help myself for seeing you dying."
You're just waiting for me since I was born.
And now I'm dead, you are happy and I am torn.
What other things you'll bring and surprise me?
You are dead, and as I am as they see me.
