Texty: Caracol. L'Arbre Aux Parfums. Cold Box.

He went away in a cold box
In a cold box, he went
On to meet those who died before
Those who died before he went
Away in a cold box
And around him, we wailed

Everybody cried, everybody wailed
He went away in a cold box
Dead.
Everybody cried, everybody wailed
He went away in a cold box
Dead.


(Dead, Dead, Dead-0, Dead)


He looked so young, in this cold box
Where breathless, he lay
Leaving those who needed him alive
Alive for a long long while
He looked so young, in this cold box
And around him we wailed

Everybody cried, everybody wailed
He went away in a cold box
Dead.
Everybody cried, everybody wailed
He went away in a cold box
Dead.


(Dead, Dead, Dead-0, Dead)


He went first but
Later we shall go
Away in a cold box
Dead.