Dance of angels and the dead in the cemetery
A peaceful cemetery, silent world, shiny existence, sweet death, restful dead
I love the feelings of cemeteries, everybody is friends, and I really love them
Living death, yes death is lives, lives here, everywhere, in my heart, never ends
I just walked and suddenly there was a blinding light around me and everywhere
Many hundreds of angels descended from heaven, how beautiful they were!!
And dead came out of the graves and crypts, all of them living, no death’s smell
A wonderful amazing ball began, the music was heavenly, the dancing dynamic
A beautiful woman came up to me, we introduced ourselves, she was Catherine
We danced and danced. Our dance was a whirlwind. My heart almost was killed
Catherine was so beautiful and wonderful lady. A charming and kind face, a smile
She had a beautiful slime body, and her dress was Victorian - a magnetic lady
Angels and dead just danced and danced. The atmosphere was magnificent
The ball slowly ended, the angels flew into the sky, silence returned, fear and end
The dead slowly returned to their crypts and tombs. Loneliness waved around
I must go back, Catherine said. No, you don't go!, I answered. Stay with me! I said
I must go, please understand me Vilmos. I am dead, and you are still alive. She said
You come with me to my home, I live in the next district, in Wembley. Please. I said
No. She said. Accompany to my grave. She asked me. I accompanied her home.
Hmm. Catherine Smith. 1841 -1891. My belove Catherine. She lived here. Hmm
She lay back in her coffin. I put the stone tomb cover back on. I cried. Goodbye
I will be back every week, and I’ll bring you flowers, oh beautiful, unforgettable soul.
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Vilmos Zoltan Galyo
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