It's a warm day on this morning
All flowers in bloom
A day to remember
On a Sunday in June
Not a cloud in the sky
Smell the scent of Spring
On this day like every day
the birds will sing
Don't forget to save this date
Today is my day
When the people I love
must give me away
When the eulogy ends
They lower me down
My guests start to cry
while I'm put underground
It's a matrimony
between me and my doom
Spending my death
in my very own tomb
But the birds go on singing
And the sky remains blue
Forever hold my peace, I do.
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