| On the point of death the patriarch said:
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| «Don't bury me in a common grave
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| But in an unusual, comfortable family vault»
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| You must build my tomb according to my wishes
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| To prevent that my mortal remains
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| Should return from Hell, to spread the disease I had when I lived
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| Money and success, you were my only reason of life
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| Candles, tombstones, will be my company in this family vault
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| Listen to me said the patriarch
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| I can see next to me the reaper
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| My time is almost through, you must promise me to respect my will
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| The heritage I leave to all you still living
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| Goes beyond all my material wealth
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| You’ll discover it and then understand in my burial place
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| Money and success, you were my only reason of life
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| Candles, tombstones, will be my company in this family vault
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| You must build my tomb with your guilty deeds
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| Every brick can bind one of your sins
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| And cement the blood of my cursed youth that won’t come back
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| The deeds of all men survive eternal rest
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| And I hope that my building will help
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| People that will come in this evil life, to understand
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| Money and success, you were my only reason of life
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| Candles, tombstones, will be my company in this family vault |