Pick up all the pieces
clean off the inner dust
feel all the winds breezes
the slight stirring of sust
hide away all your tears
sweep away broken hopes
forget all your inner fears
and slide on lifes own slopes

Mourning time is gone now
even while your heart breaks
to life you need to bow
even though your heart aches
give the first few steps
towards a bright sunlight again
as peacefully the dead one rests
let only his memories remain.

Rejoice in this his life
forget that its gone
remember the good times
and so the saying goes on
nothing will change this
the truth is clear to see
finding that inner bliss
is depending solely on me!