Just one word

Just one word for the dead. I'm standing beside your grave and feel no regrets for my life to be. Trees bend in sorrow and that is not for me.

For the living, just one word. My senses no more in the dark,

Life spreads in my eyes, love shows its waves, its happiness waves, impossible to reach alone.

My ugliest word is like a sweet wind of roses - that is my message to those who live - because the dead listen no more

And I have chosen life.