What I loved about you
vanished over the years.
And what was left of it
I can no longer bear it.
The voice - shrill and monotonous
poisons the mind.
The madness within me was already lurking
until I found the solution.
The hammer - heavy and clumsy.
The hammer did it.
/>God gave me the hammer,
It drenched my house in red.
The hammer - heavy and full of blood,
It silenced you.
The Rest is really good for me,
It doesn't make me suffer any longer.
The rest of you,
so pale and cold.
Goes on a journey into the forest
On a dark night,
in fog, usually hidden.
No one is allowed to know what is in the bags.
The path that takes us to our destination is difficult ¤gt.
Very deep in the forest,
in the undergrowth,
you will be laid to rest.
In a hole in the ground.
No stone, no mountain of flowers.< br/>Time to say goodbye.
See you soon, my darling.
Ten years have passed,
since that last blow of the hammer.
Visit you every year in July,
on the day of your death.
With a sip of the fine wine,
I toast to our well-being.
Remember the one who brought peace,
I hung it over my bed .
The hammer - heavy and clumsy.
The hammer did it.
God gave me the hammer,
It drenched my house in red.
The hammer - heavy and full of blood,
It silenced you.
The peace is really good for me,
It doesn't make me suffer any longer.