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I went to the funeral of the man
Who was supposed to be a traitor.
I've remembered the good old days
When we were like brothers and sisters.
I don't even know why he died,
I don't even know how he smiled.
But I know that the death wind
Is whispering only about virtues.
All the speeches were damn boring,
Full of hidden anger and hatred.
But the family still stood with pride
Like crows on fresh corpses.
I don't even know why he died,
I don't even know how he smiled.
But I know that the death wind
Is whispering only about virtues.
So long, so long dirty ol' friend of mine,
Near the bush I gather memories
Of when you were mean and funny.
Emotions shake me up, but I feel fine.
I don't even know why he died,
I don't even know how he smiled.
But I know that the death wind
Is whispering only about virtues.