I´d rather die than to have you around.   May trouble come, may trouble go   far across the sea - without you and me.   But it's ok, if you want to hold my hand   When it gets dark, I'll leave a spark   upon your weary sky for you to rest and find.   everlasting rest.   For For that's what you miss in our love   I know that's what you miss      I'd rather die than say goodbye   you will be strong, but not for long   far across the sea, our hands are joined and free   In an everlating prayer    for those who are lost and lonley   My love, that's what we are   everlasting rest   everlating pryer - that's what we need