Death has come to our homes
It surrounds us every day
Life has lost its meaning
Why am I here?
Why am I?
Awful pain overwhelms my soul
It makes me hurt and cry and lose control
Do not stand by my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep
Do not stand by my grave and cry
I am not there, I did not die
Do not make dreams your master
Don't make thoughts your aim
If you can meet with disaster,
Treat those demons just the same
If you can hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted to make a trap for fools
So, hold on when there's nothing in you
Except the will that says to you:
Do not stand by my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep
Do not stand by my grave and cry
I am not there, I did not die
I can't maintain myself
I can't be myself
I can't control my soul
My anguish overpowers my soul
I have nothing left
I have no one who understands
I have to leave
I have become too frail