Requiem

On the bounce, with a tree ball alone,
What’s ain’t burn see ain’t rush out from trash bents
Singing songs of life
He rather die,
the sun is almost gone
I don’t want to go home
Hoem had left with her
He’s rather sleep there
If I only could, I would see you alive
If I only could I would say you goodbye
Goodbye,
The bottle is empty again
He wraps the news paper sixty times
He really need a shower
If I only could, I would see you alive
If I only could I would say you goodbye
If I only could, I would see you alive
If I only could I would take goodbye
Goodbye, I would say you goodbye
Goodbye,
On the bench with this tree alone
What sing those birds, see they rush out
Singinf hams song of life