Eternal friendship
Eternal friendship
(A walk in a cemetery)
Realm of the dead, cemetery, everyone here is the same, one.
I look at the dates, years, and names on the tablets of stones
This is the place where centuries meet, friends are here, and lost souls are.
Realm of the Living When I walk through the cemetery, I feel
I feel I feel the souls, the hearts beating underground.
I feel the buried lives, all of them, together and with me, although
This place is the Walking Dead. I'm dead too. I will not give up, never soon
That's why I won't give up. After all, who and what can be done against a dead person?
... unapprehen...
Although some people kick the corpses, they squirm with joy,
... the furnace is death to them also
I walk in the realm of the dead and their common life, it's already my world.
My world, that's why I have no death after death, already has arrived in my new world.
This is eternal friendship here, the dance of the dead surrounds me, and frozen hands hug me...
... I'm alive again...
... on the new old world
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Vilmos Zoltan Galyo
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