I stood beside your grave,
Before I knew you were dead.
In the cold ocean,
The sun sinks warm and red.
There on the bottom you lie,
The pain aching in my mind.
But I come over to you now,
Sink – silent sleeping in.
This night is soon over,
The sun rises over land.
With your cold pale body,
Floating on the shining water.
Here on the bottom I lie,
You can’t get down here.
Because on the deaths heavy way,
Love doesn’t exist.
The sun breaks through the sky,
Over the ocean there is light.
In the new dawn,
The wave slowly moves to the coast.
Here on the bottom there is cold,
And among flakes of ice.
You see the ocean has caused,
That a ship has become a shipwreck. |
