Requiem
Wanted Freedom · 1990 · Track 4
Well, that is all,
Farewell, old
Palaces, canals, and bridges
Farewell to the wine,
Farewell to the sticky
Painted lips of beauties
My love,
Even though everything is over,
Do not forget me
All deeds are turned in,
All debts are settled,
In my pocket, I warm my ticket to heaven
That is all, I am departing, smoothly, without haste
To the heavens, to meet God
My soul has taken flight