No longer I was breathing   No more bleeding   Inside the urn   Under a soil and black stone   Under a soil and black stone      And I was listening   And felt no pain   To the sunrise to east   I’ll leave my grief      To the stars shine   Casting my eyes by the long nights   Blessed I was   To rest then   Inside the urn   Under a soil and black stone      Soil upon me   So fragile   As a veil   Without secrets   The staring   Space so wide