I'm here don't fear,
I'll always be there for you...

To me death is going to sleep and never waking up,
To me death is like going to sleep after a long...

You are the golden sun in the bright blue sky,
Your beautiful face is as sweet as blackberry pie...

My name is Coco
Im only thirteen years of age...

Lady, you have filled these exile days of mine,
With sweetness, made a foreign traveler your own...

This sculpture that stands before me;
I was blinded...

In the hour before the morn
I walk past your door...

You kissed my lips and I felt a flutter in my...
You touched my hand and lit a spark in my body...

One kiss,
my bonny sweetheart...

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row...

Today I had a burial of my dead.
There was no shroud, no coffin, and no pall...

Now she's gone,
To a better place...