I'm standing at your grave, looking back to every day
One of these before you died, as you were on my side
I'm standing at your grave, remembering your first smile
Since then I can't forget, as you were on my side

When my world was falling down, your voice resounded all around
Now I'm sitting on the way, wait for resurrection day
Is there anyplace to go, where I could see you once more?
Would you ever come to me one day?
One day, one day, one day, one day

Her voice fades into the distance, her body glides to the world in black
When will I, when will I overcome her decease?