Beautiful life, honest people's, painful breath...
My dreams, my soul, my heart
Always remember me my life end day
I know one day death will come in everyone life
...
Oh! who shall dare in this frail scene
On holiest happiest thoughts to lean,
On Friendship, Kindred, or on Love?
Since not Apostles' hands can clasp
Each other in so firm a grasp
But they shall change and variance prove.