A cold night - my breath turns into ice
The long track to this holy place starts now
The bright moon shines above the trees
I don't feel well,'cos it's me who dies
There's a funeral procession
There's a funeral procession in my mind
This is my funeral procession
There's a funeral procession in my mind
Now I'm there and I see these happy faces
There is just one girl what is crying
Now she perceives me and she comes to me
She touches my face, her fingers are cold
There's a funeral procession
There's a funeral procession in my mind
This is my funeral procession
There's a funeral procession in my mind
